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Inhaling Arcadia (in collaboration with _shadoe_ (koshka)
Encased in a
ultraviolet whisper,
a crystal particle
of telepathy escapes,
this mystic siren hovering,
eddies emit a teal
effluvium blanketing
cosmic vastness.
Her surgery of
savage clemency,
sealing the
lacerated pith of
purgatory in the
event horizon of
infantile epoch,
demarcated aspirations
pulsate clairvoyance,
to filter accelerated
growth of fetal stars.
inverted ethereal
waterfalls seep
from a deity's
fourth ocularius,
dimensions crumble
from her kiss,
elysian lips glisten
amaranthine kaleidoscopes
of sheer hedonism,
my celestial wonder
of hypnotic delirium,
I kneel involuntarily
enthralled by the
serenity she radiates.
& i sought
the sanctity of
woven hands,
the commingling
of life lines,
a consecration
beyond the scope
of our periphery.
in the dissolve
of wafered kisses,
i found communion,
a transcendental meld
of skin & soul,
a quite sanctum
where the noise
hushed
to a lilac whisper.
i enshrined
the undulations
of time, made an idol
of knowing eyes
& warm pulse,
of breath against nape,
worshiped the glass organ
in an ivory cage
{such faith to place
fragility in the hands
of a martyr}
the symmetry
of sacrifice
made manifest in
the dissolution
of i-ness.
& i made a temple
of the hollow
beneath his chest,
there, where my own
was a tomb
to false gods
who came before
the awakening.
Copyright © 2017 Quietusquill.All Rights Reserved
ultraviolet whisper,
a crystal particle
of telepathy escapes,
this mystic siren hovering,
eddies emit a teal
effluvium blanketing
cosmic vastness.
Her surgery of
savage clemency,
sealing the
lacerated pith of
purgatory in the
event horizon of
infantile epoch,
demarcated aspirations
pulsate clairvoyance,
to filter accelerated
growth of fetal stars.
inverted ethereal
waterfalls seep
from a deity's
fourth ocularius,
dimensions crumble
from her kiss,
elysian lips glisten
amaranthine kaleidoscopes
of sheer hedonism,
my celestial wonder
of hypnotic delirium,
I kneel involuntarily
enthralled by the
serenity she radiates.
& i sought
the sanctity of
woven hands,
the commingling
of life lines,
a consecration
beyond the scope
of our periphery.
in the dissolve
of wafered kisses,
i found communion,
a transcendental meld
of skin & soul,
a quite sanctum
where the noise
hushed
to a lilac whisper.
i enshrined
the undulations
of time, made an idol
of knowing eyes
& warm pulse,
of breath against nape,
worshiped the glass organ
in an ivory cage
{such faith to place
fragility in the hands
of a martyr}
the symmetry
of sacrifice
made manifest in
the dissolution
of i-ness.
& i made a temple
of the hollow
beneath his chest,
there, where my own
was a tomb
to false gods
who came before
the awakening.
Copyright © 2017 Quietusquill.All Rights Reserved
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