Oh, Aristotle, and to the apostles I acknowledge–
Thou shalt forever guide this lonely soul
And awaken my mind like an enlightened being
Dreaming of a dream of the dreamers who dreamed–
Of laughing, dancing trees and fluttering sins...
"Waking inside a sweet slumber."
If I was asked, that is what I shalt answer
As if I was a man who knows everything about the universe–
It would be like as if I was a deity...
Worshipping my creations, dallying about the roses beside the sea
To eek is a fool, to explore, a holy scripture–
Of a god we unknowingly worship inside our minds...
Ourselves— humanity's only hope for a budging flower
The petal's pail is a painted painting of a pane–
Sunshine seeping through the blocked gaps, untainted.
Petal's Pail
by vieauty
Petal's Pail
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vieauty
professional sick in bed idiot, Female
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