Diamonds and rust A wild plan fashioned out of lust Butterflies on the highway Her eyes I can trust
turning in the continuum wrench on a lug dream on a jane and caught in a paradox timemachine mechanic turbo blown concepts flushing out his brain charge 'er up let 'er go timemachine mechanic, has travelers return from ancient lives with glass eyes and concrete faces
Get clever and seek passage to the temple Divine temple she lies hungry And waits for them to reach the peak She is patient But still packs their heads with ice A butterfly is sent to devour her intentions And the windy and hopeless Leak divine wonder for eternity
Favourite of days I am craving an Iron Whore Does she come in all sizes and colours? Do I come back for more?
Little Green Grove Lush in the dew night Pouring sweetness from a top a hill Deliver me to the healing moonlight Wood nymphs caress their flutes Dancing soft songs of freedom Scattered parade of laughing joy Discover the door and you will see them They will take you off beyond the stars On the White Ship through deep hued space Gaze in awe at jeweled kingdoms Visit the wonders of an alien race See this fantasy This fantasy sought by man For the mind to see No more heart break of a master plan So off now To the little green grove Witness visions of infinity Where dreams and reality are interwove(n).
26 year old guy, Canada.
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