I sit here with the license to abuse my barbiturate and vices, Their not subsiding, Lamp lights become blinding, Imagination and heart rate climbin…

I abuse my muse, Chewed, screwed, battered and bruised. It’s true, her expression confused. no clue

One’s own inquisition had me stuck rhyming in a prison, Till euphoria engulfed me like a prism . The magician technician finally

I howl at the moon, The stories are true, I will come for you. Can taste your essence from a mile… Nothing will stand in my way,

Honey bedroom voice, Glowing amber face, Olympian goddess shape, Forbidden red apple lips to taste. Her enchantment I can not escape,

I listen to the voices between my… Those cosmos filled spaces between…

I write sonnets nightly, You have taken your gift of writing to lightly, Your so unlike me. In a windowless room with a thousand candles burning, Im at the incursion of learning the twi...

I boast when my frame plays host to an alchemical dose of utopian dope. A conclave of smoke, This pius pope raises

Out of no where their there suspen… The Ivory King in his chair from… citadel made from the pure white l… Seeing him descend the alabaster s… The galactic transparent parent no…

Beautifully crafted notes about the gold chakra in my throat Colorful varicose veins from techn… show I’m no joke with these rhymes…

Recent telepathic conversations with interstellar installations causes titillation skin sensations The amalgamation of information will cause transformation, out-of –this world publ...

Never dared to reveal how much I cared, Guess I’m just to scared. Laughed as we listen to old songs and sang along,

Intensively listen, none of her wo… I focus on all 8 of her frequency… Her tone interpermeate my physical… The light in her eyes start blinki… The universe starts singing,