A Practicing AlchemistA Poem by Vascillations of a VolatileFemme
Not everything unwritten is chaos
Emotion ties the knot of logic and belief And in worship of the elaborate flood that weaves through the peasant pieces of all of us, sleeps an intoxicating language and unity; chains of dreams and intuitive directions. An apparatus of light, warranting the justice of expression... Sleeping and beseeching ignition © 2010 Vascillations of a VolatileFemme |
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Added on May 31, 2010 Last Updated on May 31, 2010 |