The stars belong to us
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise
We were born for the piano
We tell poems through our eyes
Going down rainy lanes
Illuminated by the shine of the sun
I embrace the arms of the trees
I embrace everyone
Dreaming in slow motion
I study the sky
The black abyss of nothingness
Bigger than any name
Bigger than cities in movie scenes
Seeking something in unknown places
Moon wax in banana split faces
Inky black jets of disturbed nights
Open mouthed drinking sugary sunlight
Songbirds echo in Heaven white
When the harvest is ripe
Darkness runs through me like blood
Black clouds in the sky
Let me live, breathing oceans by Bellrock
Sucked in by the symphony of Jon
I look at the sky and I feel better off
In paradise lost, I dance with the lapsewash
Acid out of orange
Give me your love and intellect
Whisper in case I'm asleep
Your loud words wake me from dreams
Thrown into oceans of blue
When I leave I come back to you
At the alter of love
You are my pearl lighthouse
A face with no mouth
Let's have a dream which isn't under control
Let us fall into treacherous snow
And smile for what it's worth
Submerged in moondust.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 23rd, 2021 18:11
- Comment from author about the poem: Alan Watts is an incredible voice. Chopin - Nocturne op.9 No.2 is a memorable listen. Jon Hopkins is out of this world. Nothing beats the soundtrack of Twin Peaks. As always, thank you for taking the time to read.
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