I wish I can travel across the sky. In a ship full of stars and the moon as guide. I will peak into heaven to see granny again. To find out if heaven is as she mentioned. The trees are of gold and the whole place is studded in diamonds. Angels don’t walk they fly around, Everyone is in white with a crown. God the father sits on a throne, Counting his children if they are safe home. Supreme bliss is heaven above.
What about my doggy and cat i asked? Oh yes dear she smiled! They have their own heavenly space, there are no chains or whips, no one is a tiger and no one is a mice. No fights over might is right . All have wings of angelic white. The Creator sits on a throne and counts his creation, if they are all safe home, Everyone is so happy in heaven above
When the angels created you they danced They sang and played with you constantly They laughed with you and had a smile on their faces all day They held you tenderly in their arms while you slept The day you
For the dream slaves the incense has become a moon for the alchemic effect of tear’s stain in erotic war. Ask a mooner, will he bring her to bed for a song to measure the cantus between flight of strings
“stay away” the voices screamed, but my heart beat in denial, everything i was taught i remembered to forgot he’s going to give you more pain this your love is insane i couldn’t let him go you want to know
If the bees can’t sting within their wax how can they attack outside? if a snake can’t swallow a dead rat what about a flying bat? the lion has shed tears when a rabbit intruded his territory. A tilapia has
One time above a little shop, An old greengrocer climbed on top, Despite himself he could not stop, The world had changed forever. The fruit of that old grocers loins, Became obsessed with notes and coins, She knew the club