My heart is adrift, from black-less depths I gape and gulp another stone into my guts, bubbled burp from Davy Jones adrift and muffled softly popping foam, atop the cresting buttresses I gaze into the dark...
in sensed with extra vascular implosion, a sense of outside turning in from azure to crimson, flimsy tendrils fall from high above and join into the dance, i can't remember time or space or place, i have you, still...
Typhoon crescendo, muted blue and tasted perfume, I am not alone... wrinkled fingers tempt my face into a smile... hold on to me I wont let go, as Zeus rains silken flame and bellows forth, into the belly of the world... hold on to me I won't let go.
Typhoon crescendo, muted blue and tasted perfume, I am not alone... wrinkled fingers tempt my face into a smile... hold on to me I wont let go, as Zeus rains silken flame and bellows forth, into the belly of the world... hold on to me I won't let go. the refernce to Zeus is very good. and hold on to me. i shall not let you go. tony
A nice poetic imagination, Craig S. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
My heart is adrift, from black-less depths I gape and gulp another stone into my guts, ...// beautiful poetic expression