My thoughts are lost in reverie,
And my darkest desires I now find.
I dream of a redamancy,
which only exists inside my mind.
My thoughts go cosmogyral,
My mind gets lost in outer space.
Ataraxia tranquility has my sad
mood now quickly replaced.
The orphic and elysian thoughts,
give me distance from the pain.
Something I've never felt before,
so it's selcouth and arcane.
As my thoughts are rolling nubivagant,
as much as I wish in them I'd stay.
They are very evanescent and they
all to quickly go away.
For just a little while charmolypi,
was something I got to find.
But I'm left with the memory of
those thoughts resplendent in my mind.
- Author: Athena Plante (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 6th, 2024 11:54
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