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your Omega call is driving this energy
You are the muse of my eternity
Any verse of mine that others clamor to with bleeding hearts is channeled through you, my Phoenix Greek muse,
Moon-Milk Eyes, your love filled dreams of endless floating days is my dream too,
With you,
Your large saucer eyes like Saturn,
I cannot compromise this.
Everything drives like the Omega and Alpha,
God is in everything
Even in the morning sun
And the evening rain
And forgiveness comes in a heavy heart’s flood grown up by Adam’s Ale,
Your floating points cover me like victory
Like saccharine love,
Perfect in eternity.


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