You lighted the match
I inhaled you in as if you had been reborn as the lingering swirls of smoke floating from the flame-tipped incense sitting on the bedside table
While we sat consumed by the sentient darkness of substance billowing from beginning to end in and around our heads and enveloping my spirit
The room lay crowded of these jealous loners with their drifting extensions turning into little ghost dancers that veiled our space within my illuminated nebula
As I, The Spectator, perceived bursting bright sparks of color that stimulated my humanistic animation of awareness into a series of shadows and aromas
My senses continuously manipulating the meanings of (in)sanity while replacing recent musings to help highlight the desires residing beneath the hazy surfaces
You are here
We confronted the distorted facades of mercy through the minutes of time, acting as one soul together to escape the labyrinth of this universal divide
While connected, we forget to suffer but not merely as a defiant act of existence, we LIVE creating and changing nature to distort our sight and alter this godless transcendence
All of the while being overshadowed by the face of god hanging on the wall with his tick-tock ticking and buzzes of shrilling announcements of opinions chiming in
Little ditties of knowledge dictating the role to play during the hours of our daily lives, if only to help us understand that there is no escaping the fluidity of blood
Knowing that the body and the mind follow the soul through the discussions of self and continue to travel through the spaces of being to the heart
You are me
We willfully remain attached to the weight of the World however, finding solace within our effervesced embrace of arms and legs, heat and skin
Ignoring the sneering gestures of jealousies and misunderstandings, the many masks that can appear even from those who emphasize friendship and solidarity
But we claim each other through this built up intensity of psyche to provide each self with the layers of the emotional responses available to the soul and the body
Offering anything and everything to one another and creating our own power to pass out to the rest of this fickle place of one moment versus the next or, one person’s thoughts versus our own
We choose our fate by escaping it all within this shielding entwinement of essence floating from the heat of my passions to You as we burn together to flame the torch, turning this World blue one blaze at a time
I am grateful for the last 500 years ❤
Muse Writer 