Birth Atlast Poem by Leon Moon

Dissolving in flickers of sunlight, buoyancy harmonises into vision,The eternal discovery engulfs love into an abyss - I amthe aspects between elements reaching higher than beauty...
Sprouting vessel! The divinity of memories; the beating chest! ..


I do not care if this is all that bliss is. If judgement pervades make present fossils of symmetry corroding laughter to time; do not kneel if you hate the ease of silence within your subconscious, all that matters is that we're together, synthesising nothingness into pensiveness, where whatever is subjective is no longer a prejudice.

You know once you finally live there
Woman is the fate of gold sprung from thin air...