I could cause a root to bloom or a bird to plummet in showers that drenches my pallid skin a toe or a foot
The uneasiness that pecks me the dullness that I wear my skin, is you The darkness gives birth to a pain that screws courage – the courage of colours casting a livid glow, to scarf up a sticking eye or a laughing brace
Oh no you are not at it; cannot be the dream of myriad tongues that I raise to my lips as a toast to nothingness, howling like a scampering wind, the topography of scars that burn my body
Pain is good, yes scars I admit are a grape juice blushing at my throat silences the sienna of words that canvass you
I could float on your words, lie still like a gull bracing the cold stiff wind cringing to propel its body forward a monster chaffing and grinding. I rise to the smell of awkwardness that bayonets the invalid air between us pure and clean as a baby’s skin innocent as it breathes, mapping the blue veins underneath the olive skin supine like a thousand year old banyan tree housing infinite travelogues of life and death, of dream and despair of tales of curios stashed away in an old China Shop.
Beautiful God, so beautiful in truth and glory Wonderful God, so wonderful and so holy Awesome God, awesome to me of all the universe God reigns in power and dignity Ruling in love and in His mercy Leading the way
God Loves Us He gave His son up for Us Sometimes, We tend to not understand how massive it is ‘Cause we’re limited, we don’t understand how limitless it is God said we are Precious in His sight Please, don’t
When man mortal with a title Becomes vile and self righteous He walks around with the Bible Holy acts and all sacrilegious Carrying LBGQT rainbow banners Hailing the devil’s temporal empire Accomplished false pretenders Adorned in bright priestly attire Those