Drop a beat!
Mmmmmmmmm...
"what to do?"
Melting rose petals,
on my tongue,
freedom tastes so sweet!
Yamaha sings and hums,
crushing vibrations
as I cling to your heart-
beat.
Pizza contests
and ipod chargers.
You stall, she stalls,
we all-
stall.
Blue and not blue,
your infinite lotus pond,
the Indian ocean,
overflowing from the soles
of my feet!
Quiet healing,
feeling-
chakra opening hammocks,
sweetness
bliss
like rosella from your lips.
"Do I know you?"
Do I know me?!
Float, flow, let is go.
Divine light swallows me whole;
the jealousy of rock and roll.
The perfect fit,
leaning through time.
Fly, Margaret, fly-
rhythm your crime.
No crust for curmudgeons!
Buckets of showers,
no longer shy.
Healing is the feeling
keep the flow-
my Conundrum.
Oh, how the ragamuffins glow!
skin wakes first
rising with the sun.
Drop an Afro-
beat!
~Vanya
3 comments:
''Blimy''!! G\DAD
monkey on the tree,
juicy apple spree,
sweat, juice and sap all flowing together ... !
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