Comet... And Her Trail Of Spiritual Dust

Gory Blister

Orchids of a deeper green
 Serene, over the blackest sea
 As the eyelids stand open
 And the sky plunges in, reflected

 The spell is cast in the eyes
 Mine, foreseeing next passage
 Of such a fashinating beauty
 Only blindness can grasp and love

 Because the comet passes
 Shining faster than a wink
 Leaving the green orchids
 Drifting in a stormy sea

 Courageous waves sweep over
 Falling like rain drops
 Down, till the eyes be shut
 And another spell cast...
 ...foreseeing next passage

 As RAIN fills in the SKY
 SHE spread her HAPPINESS
 Sailing over this SEA of TEARS
 Trespassing the NEXT to the EVER

 ...rain
 ...sky
 ...she
 ...happiness
 ...sea
 ...tears
 ...next
 ...ever


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