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 returning 

toward primary scriptures..

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 the other ?

Which of us is the author or the reader ?

 I'm in love with a fleeting sparkle

of intelligence ,glimmer in the maze

and my own illusion ...