Mystic Arrival 2
Art by Norman E. Masters
had a solarsoul conference about angels taking on lovers |
stripping the secrets from the spunweb luxury finding sympassions |
the bed became a liferaft on a spiritdream sea, see how easy |
papagod, you are old in your guarded thunder mamagod is sad |
frozen in heaven is worse than burning in hell when you cannot feel |
I want the goddess from the want ads to submit not subtract from me |
her flowery skirt lifted petal by petal made buttercups smile |
up 3 flights breezy eyes peered at your moonlicked aura desiring touchpoetry |
I, Quasimodo sprout wings from my hump singing O Sanctuary! |
married magdalene took back five stones thrown at her I loved her vision |
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