Posca on Paper
Size: B4
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Pink Spirit
We met still not knowing how the fixed world works
Living so freely through our displaced naive perks
Your pink contagious laugh sparks the blue infinite trees
Blessing the peaceful message of the truly wonderful bees
I wonder where I would unconsciously be
Ignoring fluorescent lights that I vividly see
what happened to all those times, I’ve never seen the beauty of
Keen moments in my life, I’ve never fully grasped
The blessings of true matter, fade right in front of me
I don’t know where im headed… I’m lost
The sharp buzzing right next to my hard spoiled bed
Seeing but not seeing the message solely placed behind what she said
The time it took me to fully realize
Whats the Point of our plastic dull vibes
My heart moving rapidly
Thinking only so savagely
Pure lust defaulting my grey lost mind
Insulting in many with a unseen sign of sighs
Why does my mind work like this,
One should be enough with his
I wish I could see the unseen
I wish I could have seen the unseen
I wish…
I wish your warm heart touched the pure blue dreams