The Kingdom of the Soul
Is
there anybody like us out there? A frame twisting within itself, an unknown
deity warping in the fabric of space. In a place where time is just a cycle, I exist
extremely fragmented and every crumb of me is made of you; there I begin from
you. Feelings are no longer just feelings, they’re chasing.
Voices
and fragrances open the path to a truth. That long deep breath you take when
you hear my moan, it leaves my every muscle pulsating in enchantment. Here
above the long winding spirals of my manhood, I rise in the heights of my
future, when I turn to you… and every cloud is cloud nine.
Here,
in this kingdom of our souls, there are no buildings raised by man, there is
only the free roaming of the wild flames which consist us.
Dreams
merge with these bloody lives. They’re alive, they’re chasing.
Glad you like it Asim:)
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