around dense flora swelled waterfall mist to veil her toe-step elegance, her silky ethereal and as her cool fluid rippled, waved, reached; the rings warped from lunar torque, reflecting red rust at perihelion as ultraviolet cascades and gamma rain fell and burnt fractal braids on our mescaline minds, we climbed up the mountain’s spiral design to be calmed by twilight's lithium and under the martian view, imbued by lovers hues, we allied; alive, to travel parabolic sine’s, aligned with shared delirium, to find the sea of tranquility
sweet tidal pull curls me as we, inside these petals caress anew. each drop of dew dotting your fire with brow kisses, ah and yes, a recursive slumber..... drifting on these oceans, blanketed by stars, wrapped in linen... but not the feet, for these travel dreams.
Wow! Where did this come from? "and under the martian view, imbued by lovers hues, we allied; alive, to travel parabolic sine’s, aligned with shared delirium,"
It came from getting psyched up about a huge party we’re having for my dad’s birthday which coincides with mars being quite close to earth… it’ll be the next brightest object in the sky next to venus, which has only happened a few times in the last 60,000 years.
