Lovely Pestilence

Basking in the aquatic of radiance blankness, I sat in silence, roaming feebly, gaudy zestful. Like a tango, in the heart, blithely divine. Intermittent brightness, echoed rainbow, radiating stars, barren souls and all.

Life is a written insolent rendezvous. Riddles aplenty, up in the sky; dawn in seconds to go and never neverland. Let me stay inside your heart, quietly, spend my last days there.

As the zephyr caressing and twirling in the lustrous moiré ray, flicker fomented frosty snow, oozing in the vein, not without. It’s cold inside here, in my mind.

And you are dancing alone, by the light of myriads faint stars; on the dreamy milky way.

Around me, around me, around me.

Lalalalalalaaa

Sunshine, perhaps it's time.

Sorry can't make it for dinner last night.





No camera please, no camera. Hahahahahahha.

Umbrage

Rocking manor, glistening rain, running vehement insanity. Sheer audacity flip flopping my fraudulent cerebrum. Propelling lovely tyranny. This is contagious.

I want to dwell, well in congenial. Waltzing, dancing through challenges of vertical dusk. Supplications in bright.

For me, life is like a Johnny-jump-up. Evaporating ambitious hopes; reverberation and covetousness, turning reveries into wonders.

Bah.

The quirky bubbles after bubbles; myopic cowry shells and hermit crabs; and my frivolous soul. It’s a long way to heavenly heaven. Lunar Moon and a Pluto.

As the thunder asunder, I, at rest in ponder.

I am a rockstar.

And you, the actress of midnight dream.

Taggie Maggie - Thanks Tina!

I, compounded by perpendicular daily disdain, benevolent me soul in heavenly traits. Encompassing the minority wandering moments, que sera, sera.

As the metal bird basking under perfidious shining glimmer, me, the psychosis in wits, with eyes in delirium, towards multihued azure sea with virgin mountains; and clouds in the sky.

Would a blowjob, that is singular and plural, be of your wishes? Scandinavian neighbours or bushy Japanese. He he he.

Nay, grapes vis-à-vis sound better. For this madmen is a faithful vegetarian “Saya don’t eat meat”.

Riiite.

Random delicious vista, it was not a gloomy day. Drizzles a bit, sunshine a plenty.

Three Junes and a coffee, mighty power within its ray. Dum di dum.

And yeah, steady as she goes. Swimming and dancing, in the soggy loneliness, irrigating water, lost hearts, wet and such. Cyborgs, robots, are the creature of allegory.

Prancing out in the blue, spectacular in the vision. Eternally in time.

After all, we are just human.