Conscious

I’ll sing you dream songs that last as long as the hills but know this my love it’s fullness IS the striving of our wills Against the darkness that has crept stealthily into the hearts of man I cannot describe this latent longing to rest mine eyes upon the faces of my joy to stay there reticent upon the turn of your gaze Soft sentience gathers like a cloak of gauze to be not disaffected by the backs of those who consume the refuse of worthlessness and despise excellencies but prefer the violations of every virtue , whose villainy is unconcealed on any level considered the character OF MAN Salacious , drooling compounded with the Sophistry of sophistication Supercilious in their vanities as rottenness to a tree Nay , but here I seek a palate for the delicacy yielding tender fruit so desirable as it’s fleeting from a world gone course that swallows any thoughts of pursuing a nature whose potency can be clearly seen I defy your erosions corrosion of thought and deeds whose love is less than rutting animals I decry your mogul media your grand theatrics I have divorced you to pursue a finer thought I’ll pass you on the street you will have my hello but don’t expect to drag me to your peers whose consciousness is gone even in the daytime I will , my time with the quality , geniality of thoughts vibrant of the orchestral heights and cast your lows into some other state COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC