Stolen Words

i am a child

throwing rocks, upon society

into the stream of humanity..

—

Challenging

the rushing water.

Raising a fist

daring fate

to do it’s worst..

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We’re dancing upon

the waves

of the ocean.

Swaying time

within

the tide…

—

Pirouetting,

as i pivot

my current,

one an only friend..

She is the sun

raising us

across hell’s canyon..

—

As we’re ascending

an shining down

upon hell’s gate.

Our shadows

giving the illusion

of perception an motion..

—

Our thoughts

blend

in the rolling river..

Cascading

over our rocky souls,

shaping, forming, conforming..

—

We are the peace

of the rainbow forest..

Basking in quiet solitude

soaking-up all

the tranquil, serene, transfixing

ageing angles..

Reflecting our thoughts within..

—

Newborn stars dripping,

dropping,

as we shake them off..

We are the dust, creating,

galaxies driven

in the solar wind..

—

Wandering, searching,

as our love

storms within…

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This piece was stolen

an created using

words

of Tosha Michelle.