Spinning my perception of reality
Reds and greens, purples and blues
All the world is one orgasmic hue.
Lips to part and spread oceans wide open
Waves overlapping, soothing, massaging.
Heated breath floats down my neck;
Spreading into luke-warm finger-tips that
Caress the small of my back
Voices like melodies,
Singing heaven’s song and
Falling from the eye lashes of a child.
The air rushing through lungs made of perfection
Dropping through diamond glass
Of that lil’ *****’s mouth
No Six degrees of separation
Just the realization that
All my rationalizations have
Never been anything more
Than an illusion
Run through space, drapin time over my shoulder
Like it’s some kind of protection
When’s the last time I stopped to look at my own reflection
When did I ever really see
The person starin back at me?
Look around you
If you don’t move from the space you’re in
You’ll be lookin at the same **** the next time you turn around
Made in the image and likeness of God
I see me standin on the mountain
With my staff and my rod
The whole world in the palm of my hand
If I step back far enough,
Could I see?
Could I be?
One with everything that is and
At the same time?
Will I stop searchin to find
All the answers
I already am,
Always have been
Enlightenment makes me high
So I can fly
Cuz I realize
I am the sky
I am me
I am you
I am all the reds, greens, purples and blues
The worlds’ orgasmic hue.