(818)
Unfurl haunting the stitch.
Reality beginning to glitch.
As I make myself One with the Time.
Fastening the straps
to keep my heart intact.
As sense flows through body, soul and mind.
Movement gets better.
Attuned to the letter.
As I loosen the ties that once bind.
Sense the aroma.
Float into Pleroma
As the Roses only bloom in their Prime.
~Orris~