Post by gemini on May 2, 2023 8:41:18 GMT -5
An Ode to the Blue; by Gemini
In The Beginning, the Ocean kissed the Shore.
An act of such volition, and love.
The integral strength and bond between the beings.
Thus birthed the womanly oven.
Song of seaweeds and the likes of Thor.
Silken drapery of blessed aquatic hues.
Soul of sun, souls which bring all but intentioned harm.
Silken drapery of her etheric blues.
Suns and moons, foxes of the new, singing love songs that the old once knew.
Dancing ‘round the same green and living thing.
Clouds fly past and feelings forget to last.
All natural and still glowing, but the light grew blue.
Gliding through the cotton drapery, warm and surreal.
The sun she leaves fast.
Water in her cereal.
The moon shakes off the problems passed.
Regaining her own sustained glow.
In The Beginning, the Ocean kissed the Shore.
An act of such volition, and love.
The integral strength and bond between the beings.
Thus birthed the womanly oven.
Song of seaweeds and the likes of Thor.
Silken drapery of blessed aquatic hues.
Soul of sun, souls which bring all but intentioned harm.
Silken drapery of her etheric blues.
Suns and moons, foxes of the new, singing love songs that the old once knew.
Dancing ‘round the same green and living thing.
Clouds fly past and feelings forget to last.
All natural and still glowing, but the light grew blue.
Gliding through the cotton drapery, warm and surreal.
The sun she leaves fast.
Water in her cereal.
The moon shakes off the problems passed.
Regaining her own sustained glow.