A poetic excerpt from La Poeme.
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My eyes open and all I see,
are the lights of a different frequency.
How much beauty to behold when,
they are truly opened and then,
your face appears and
the glow of your phosphorescence can,
change your whole point of view.
Normal lights cannot capture the
trivial details of your face.
These things go unnoticed sometimes,
but when you truly seek and feel the divine,
The God and Goddess all in one
are all omnipresent under the sun.
The moon’s velvet glow,
seems to increase with the ebb and flow.
Sounds are enhanced from decibles too low
turning into visions which intrigue me so.
The colors engulf my mind, oh,
Words are lost-can’t explain the feeling,
I’m content in just knowing what I’m seeing.
The naked eye can’t catch it all-
there is a whole other world here to share
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