The fractal patterns in my peripheral view danced around as to entice me, to show me pieces of things unimaginable? Momentarily blinding me with it’s movements and magnificent displays. Fear escapes me, its here to remind me of what was once seen, felt…
My mind is always wondering what will become of these visions, these invisibilites…I am alone but am not. Finally unafraid to see, are you still with me? Who am I really, better yet who are you, the invisible one that teases with no presence…my muse? I am my own muse, I no longer refuse, openly ready, I am to receive your messages.
So love me from your safe distance, go ahead…just promise to return my sanity without the bleeds…she needs me…I am her and she is me.
Photo creds: mr.babies on the IG 🙂
