Meditating, divining towards the sky
through the clouds, entering my eye
I find a sweet surprise, covered with harmonies and lullabies
Travelers through many empires
through flames and fires
never minding our desires
Pulling you close for a small hand dance, once practiced long ago somewhere south of old France
I haven’t changed at all inside, yet my bodies keep rolling with the tides
Never intending to hurt others anymore, taking the pain this life brings forth
Pack it safe in a box to store, until the one comes along, bringer of the torch
Never had a home but always had a place to stay, my blood is on fire since you’ve gone away
Jupiter now in control of the rings, your vision unseen, keeps me psycho and serene
always bringing the center back in
draw me right to it, like a good friend?
I am the spirit fire encased in skin
trying to spread some light so others may see again
The sound in charge of your voice makes love to my brain
waves of pleasures
waves of pains
all of which I do treasure
over and again.
copyright 2021
C. Thais Bosworth