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HYPNOTIZED (HIGH)I wrote you a letter of love, and I framed it in the blood of your heart
Battered my skin with the beat of a brush,
which made me glisten from the inside
Sparkling on the outside.
Opulence, it was the source of my bliss,
to see me posed upon your brighter side
In public, I adore your eyes. Privately,
I love the face of when you realize how good I feel between your thighs
Treasures of aggrandizement.
Driving in a luxury car,
indulged in cravings for the Michelin star
Too hypnotized to even know where you are—
or who you are—yet all the people remark,
“...at all the marvelous, magnificent,” distractions of the wonderment.
Surprise, surprise
nothing discovered, but lies
Step right up onto the Earth stage,
where all the Black Magicians play.
But, wait.
While, no one ever dies here,
much experience is gained
Behold, the wisdom of the Essence
instilled beneath the clay.
I bend your will, with the heat of a dance,
whose rhythm grants me with impeccable chances
Possession of the body, and arousal of thoughts
Seductive chants, manipulative enchantment:
f*** me hard, with wild abandon.
I feel the passion in your touch,
flames of sunrise within your frequency
Svadhisthana burns with lust
Thrust.
Primal emotions rise to surface,
in shapes of hydra, Edenic serpents
Outcasts of Nature,
Heavenly insurgents
Buy a miscellaneous prize,
to camouflage the lack of feeling inside
Decorated in a diamond disguise
Too hypnotized by all the mirrors and lights,
to recognize that you don't know what you are.
Vibrations rise.
What an incredible time for one to be alive
Singing songs that never end,
humming hymns to new beginnings
Death is the lie.
And yet still,
we'll find a reason to cry
just to remember that we can fly.
High.