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From: before I, was i, I


SHaYap

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before I

Maia in dance

in twirling galaxies

of like great gems

universes of aliveness

flashing, sparkling, twinkling novas

in her palms

fluttering fingers,

hiding, revealing

eyelids

with oceanas of clarity reflecting beneath

satirical diamonds and stone gems

embedded fingernails, limbs

bounded by precious metals,

postures of every imaginable virtue

expounding of ever futile

symbols of love,

around her

slashing of space,

bells of thundering beats

pounds the earth

to stone

on path of star becoming,

hips entraps movement of eyes

into a chase in false true freedom

moons in poor disguises of ever new

of change

unveiled

with great leaps in time

all dreams caught in a breath

almost drowned

of Maia's eternal dance

before I

a chalice of unending dreams

forever ever filled

becomes toxic suffocation

how does one to live alive

in a dream of house

a house of ethereal dreams

how is the thirst of dreams be quenched

its hunger satiated comfortably in comfort

how many paradise of dreams can mother Gaia make true

alike a breeding nurse

her hoard at sore nipples

maniacal sucklings

hungrily swallowing in all

almost to drown

willingly releasing to fate one's next breath

for another ballooning mouthful of dreams

before I

the chalice of ever fulfilling dreams

luster lost from impolite lips

rim staggered

jagged from the tests

of teeth and tooth and claw

if could be drowned in a pool of dreams

what more the unending tide of a sea of

Maia

ever reflected

in all light

within all shadows

in deepest corners of hearts

and on everything

the eyes intrude

with prying minds

in hypnotic dance

Maia

is almost her

the mother

Gaia

before I

the chalice of ever fulfilled love

scented of Maia

tasting of all illusions

if in not illusions

where true source

of reflections

are hidden,

then where

in sensuous dance

Maia reveals

enough to show

not enough to tantalise

how touch when is forever in chase

how is chaste to sacrifice to love

where the tombs

of selfless chastity

in chase

none shall know

before I

the chalice of empty

too is forever filled

in unending emptiness of empty

forever ever in readiness

for unending to fill

pious averting from eyes

of sister

Maia in her unseen nakedness

no more of captured

imprinted reflected moments

only alive of visions

in the grove

of first reality

of Gaia given eyes

Maia in her truest beauty

resplendent of all and in of

Maia, mother, given treasures

a life of aliveness

before I

only I was

and Maia is

forever in moment of eternal dance

with i

~third_eye @SHaYAP©

~edit~ Maia whispered something

Source: before I, was i, I

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