Untameable Butterfly Emanations That Pierce The Infinite Sky Into Synchronicity (Live)

Most majestic of muses,    
you are irreplaceable and magnificent,  
a beautiful chainbreaker,  
a key for a lock that forgot it was a lock. †  
As burnt midnight rises with smoky delerium †  
this mountaintop chest alights on wings of insatiable singularities, †  
heartshapes that ruby-kiss blinking eyes into fluttering reverie; †  
parallel worlds sit boldly upon a old wooden table like a wizardís wand waiting, †  
specters of possibility haunting the halcyon hills of a stardust-born species. †  
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And the soft spray of your ornate waterfall †  
blossoms into thrilling understanding. †  
† †
Soaring into the flames of cosmic stenography, †  
we incinerate carbon-heavy stories with splendid starspeak, †  
the shared language of primordial dynamite †  
guiding us through billion-year cosmological shadows. †  
† †
A step forward neutralizes colossal magnetic fields; †  
stanzas of adoration come crashing feebly to the ground, †  
the nectar of transition metals oozing sweetly at your feet. †  
† †
I am merely composed of ground †  
but still journey into your thrumming azure portal †  
where otherworldy dimensions unfold like dark matter origami in your hand, †  
you, lodestone warden to even the most expansive creations, †  
I, shattered into unworthiness, †  
a smiling servant scrambling for each plate-fallen crumb of comfort, †  
a swarm of funhouses taught the epiphany of gravity †  
then dropped from an infinite series of superearths †  
until the memories of your astonishing face begin to assemble, †  
as if the past was the future, and the future was the past. †  
† †
II. †  
In these hallowed stairwells of palatial reverence, †  
midnight hovers in anticipation of every jagged and starry starscape. †  
† †
Even in the pale underburn of night, †  
you spring forth like a canon-shot daredevil, †  
El Sol embracing your bright sky creativity †  
from the other side of the world. †  
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Pondering the geometry of your soaring spider-web hemispheres, †  
I surf towards towering, endless waves of poesy: †  
bubble up motion, balloonrise femininity uncurling †  
like sunworn, bottle-bound messages, †  
space-time hurling dancing jigs into the poetic abyss, †  
rhythms elucidating the magical oceans of the present, †  
war means wardrums beats enough to transmogrify the moon into a second star. †  
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III. †  
Cool aloofness of night †  
that swirls in the evening swell. †  
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Inspiring howls of human poetry †  
that tickle my spiralling heartsong. †  
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Oh, †  
how I wonder †  
what sublime stars †  
you are under.
Written by veganpoet (Thomas L Goss)
Author's Note
I took most of this poem and improvised a song version in one take. Will be a STAR CRUSH release in Jan,
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