O' Bliss. Heavy eyes, doth liquid thoughts.
Sweet, be bladed grass my mind it wander.
Silk purple sky, fleet through fingers.
Raining stars rest 'pon my senseless skin.
Appetite never quenched, to seek bount'ful sun.
Endless time, thought to never end.
O dreams of mine. Cross mountain, sea and stars.
Lo' my heart it bear forth these feat of whim.
Of love, of lust and wonder,
free from shame of sin.
See the stars they glow, like light of thousand heart.
To remain within sweet bliss, leave in hand
the knowledge of reality, in mind to always cart.
Nae, here shatter doth our conscience,
be of dream and endless pleasure.
With head upon soft dune pillow, fleet light across thy face.
It break to sweet bitter truth, as morn now don anew.
About the Creator
Dan
25 years old, Glasgow/UK & Kvam/Norway
I write stories and poetry that dawn upon me.
It tends to be a bit sporadic - but I do try and upload when I can, usually comes in large chunks. Anyway, enjoy if you manage to understand it all
- Dan


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