You come from that place that calls to me like the penguins that travel back to the beach where they were born 3000 miles away You remind me of the deep insides of a cave Almost prehistoric No TVs or churches there I don't quite remember how to get there but I know I could get back Call it ancestral memory I know that you are not free of the ties that bind or that you may not know what we were like inside that cave but you remind me that I could go there, if I wanted It's in my ancestral memory somewhere it guides I know how, and it terrifies This is my first go at this. I know it could use a lot of cleaning up, but I'd really appreciate some feedback. Thanks!
frida kahlo stares at me from the cover of her coffee table book she seems so free that soulful look reveals an endless sensuality On the other hand a piercing abyss of sorrow and pain at the hands of a crook who by pulling the strings took the source of her veins
Very original thought and visuals. I especially like the Frida Kahlo one. Simple and the rhyme is not overpowering. Please keep posting. On the first one, my suggestion would be to start with the penguins... Primal Penguins travel back to the beach where they were born 3000 miles away. You call to me like that.
