InkBoy's blog: "CemetarySoundPoetry"

Awaken

Good Morning my sweet self,

Again the soft struggle of the moon

this morning has been to beautiful for mere and breathless

words

The more time i spend in the jewel of your dawn

the more i find myself

Too often i replace..

Forfeit the sun,

for this darkness here makes freedom in me

The pale contrast of my skin beneath these shattered intentions

and suspended constellations keep exhaling, giving me

peace

I am a million stars!

Sand covered fortunes

Bright as the the infinite key that keeps opening the sky for my heart to speak

I look no further than my own fingertips

This pen That paper

My page rises to whisper. . . good morning boi.