held like a microphone

which way you tend to go

and hope as the telling

and words

and meant as the echo

and belong as its own sheer

and lights as its own base

and fire was the answer

and moment as you taken

and breath as its own layer

and pulled as its own outline

and well as its own become

and felt as its own seduction

and amazed as the other eye


About mistermaxxx08

i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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