So here it is
The last floating wisp of my polychromatic creativity
The energizing trance of being inspired
I can’t focus on anything else but the overwhelming, blinding sight of a higher power
Some higher power that can take me away
That can show me a life filled with the exploration of unanswered questions
A deity called passion
A goddess with a mind that twist and bends in such a way it’s reflected through her curves
She whispers to me
She likes it when I interpret the way her lips move
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