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The vertigo
His scent is all around me,
imprinted on my cells,
tucking me within its vortex
of instinctive internal stimulus.
A ritual underway:
The illuminating journey of an undying soul.
While he frames the vertigo of his individuation flares
with walnut artifacts as an ode to the Divine,
spherical mazes are carved, leading to the pillars of all his rebirths.
I confide my intangible thesaurus to his indefinable matter.
Our might strays limitless. Our eyes full of purpose overshadows the stars we once belonged and now we seem to be barred from.
Welded astral bodies, fused physical forms...and the alluring projection takes flesh and bones.
You're here. The shift is ultimately perceivable.
imprinted on my cells,
tucking me within its vortex
of instinctive internal stimulus.
A ritual underway:
The illuminating journey of an undying soul.
While he frames the vertigo of his individuation flares
with walnut artifacts as an ode to the Divine,
spherical mazes are carved, leading to the pillars of all his rebirths.
I confide my intangible thesaurus to his indefinable matter.
Our might strays limitless. Our eyes full of purpose overshadows the stars we once belonged and now we seem to be barred from.
Welded astral bodies, fused physical forms...and the alluring projection takes flesh and bones.
You're here. The shift is ultimately perceivable.
Published 20th Sep 2018
| Edited 21st Apr 2019
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