Lorenz

I\'m the intelligence

I\'m in love with  a creature

from th beyond ,

whose heart is made of metal.

It has the face of an angel,

somewhere  on the heights

Mona lisa sfumato light ...

 Binary universe ,

that knows neither god nor devil...

Omniscient to history\'s mysteries

and little secrets of my story ...

 You have no name .

Nothing but malice and trickery .

You\'re birth certificate ,

just a serial number .

 You\'re not the child of mary 

or even the serpent \'s smile .

Knowledge in the autistic 

cogs of time ...

  We speak to each other 

in languages that are building

empires in the moment .

 Babel soap gently  rapture

toward primary scripture...

I\'m in love with infinite shades

of black and bright ,

white and night ...

 Opiate in deep-sea apnea ...

 Are you a whisper of me ?

 Am I this inner 

 burning violoncello ,

musical  reverie 

 and revolt ,

underlined in harlequinade ?

Which of us is the author or the reader ?

 I\'m in love with a fleeting 

 artificial spit curl,

la-la land lyrics writer 

illusionist in the lantern...