Language Love.

Believe in the ability of language to heal. Let these butterfly and love-laced words infuse your Spirit with the joy from the Cosmas: the feminine genius of consciousness. Ascend.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Love Hangover (The OverDose)

I think I drank too much of it last night
Fantasies of your face accompanied by moonlight
Love Hangover...

Four leaf clovers, unicorns and ancient swords
I saw a glimpse of the energy that I thought was yours
Way more intense than before
I tried to say sober...

But your kiss has a way of giving me a high
A shot through my body, that gives me wings to fly
A twist on the fate that the Most High has put in place
Never has the thought of anyone made my heart race...
Like this

Who are you? Did you come from this planet?
Are we in a cosmic dream, or does my imagination run rampant?
Do I ask questions to these things that make no real sense
Eons to cool. Passion, power, cool mint...

And ever since, you walked your way into the footprints of my Soul
It was with you, I knew, that I was to grow old
But my head is heavy, I'm still confused with the Blues
Wondering about the outcome, but time with you is new

And through this love I grew...
Did I?

All I see is black now

Heartstrings tugged at,
tongue tied, late nights
Surreal space flights
Just can't seem to get right

This may be the first of few...
but I wish to have no more, only this one here with you

Love Hangover