Dark, dense, green and thick
was the jungle I went across.
To forgo my fear and walk through it
where nature stood quiet and gross.
Branches bent and gibed at me
to hoover my thoughts I hid.
Heap of foliage then welcomed me
with one considerate push of wind.
They had all shapes hanging there
Some where round and some had frills.
On the bed of grass had purple beads
and a swing of stem with leafy tendrils.
I lied down and gawked at azure,
Found myself in a room of white.
With all green and red and blue and yellow
butterflies as a fortuitous delight.
The flux of water killed my doze
when I dipped my feet in its cold.
Ford that had a glazing skin
looked spry to get time a hold.
Fishes danced around my feet
and stones seemed round enough.
I got washed off from inside
and asked them so that I could doff.
She owns a divinity and an ultimate love
where we glean over her figments apart.
To forget and lose and feel the breath
and sweep her inside into my heart
was the jungle I went across.
To forgo my fear and walk through it
Branches bent and gibed at me
to hoover my thoughts I hid.
Heap of foliage then welcomed me
with one considerate push of wind.
They had all shapes hanging there
Some where round and some had frills.
On the bed of grass had purple beads
and a swing of stem with leafy tendrils.
I lied down and gawked at azure,
Found myself in a room of white.
With all green and red and blue and yellow
butterflies as a fortuitous delight.
The flux of water killed my doze
when I dipped my feet in its cold.
Ford that had a glazing skin
looked spry to get time a hold.
Fishes danced around my feet
and stones seemed round enough.
I got washed off from inside
and asked them so that I could doff.
She owns a divinity and an ultimate love
where we glean over her figments apart.
To forget and lose and feel the breath
and sweep her inside into my heart
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