Psychedelic Winds

 
I envy the birds of the waterless sea

I dream of things i only wish to be

Intimacy with the spirits of desire

Like the birds, I want to fly higher

My mind is full of liquids of blue vapors

Altering information fills my minds papers

Angles of serenity, fly with me gracefully

All of this, is perfect, abnormally

Psychedelic winds, curve my perceptions

Everything is truth, there is no deception

I envy the birds of the waterless sea

For they, they fly free


A Poem Writen By My Soldier Who Asked If I would Post It For Him.... McLoven..