i want:
you,
me,
hiccuping with bellies full of dandelion wine,
fleetwood mac,
wide bleu skies,
an empty beach,
eazy breezies through our hair,
sunshine coaxing out kindred freckles,
sea salt in our skin,
sand in our sammiches,
sunshine coaxing out kindred freckles,
sea salt in our skin,
sand in our sammiches,
colored sea glass in our palms,
a couple of rusty bikes,
a mandolin,
a harmonica,
head to head,
a mandolin,
a harmonica,
head to head,
heart to heart,
wing to wing
- via velvita uchiuchimama©
love YOU
thee foreverever
regaurdless of the endevor
it don't matter wherever, whichever, however
its the compound lever
kind of forever
love
you mi ying.yang twin
meow.
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.................................
.sound.visions.
evergreen sunset (remix)
where the constellations map the sky
optimism drops like an opened pinata
souls illuminate monochromatic visions
paisley peddles popping
warming up in a bed of sunshine
slowly rising to the day
and rolling over
asleep beside me
i wonder what life looks like from your view
ashaninka
clay honey
widening the bees view
peeking through crooked wooden chairs with a telescope
woolly lambs ear rubs soft on bare cheeks
watching as they pen songs about the unfreedom with freedom
the destruction of production
technocrats vs luddites
concluding that nothing
is ever as simple as black and white
but the green plight
money vs land
is the only vision in sight
thats taking off into the night
..................................
.ahorita.
praising the moment
i know that nothing has a hold of me
nothing wants
only the simple joy
of
right
now.
- via velvita uchiuchimama©
love YOU
thee foreverever
regaurdless of the endevor
it don't matter wherever, whichever, however
its the compound lever
kind of forever
love
you mi ying.yang twin
meow.
.................................
.................................
.sound.visions.
evergreen sunset (remix)
where the constellations map the sky
optimism drops like an opened pinata
souls illuminate monochromatic visions
paisley peddles popping
warming up in a bed of sunshine
slowly rising to the day
and rolling over
asleep beside me
i wonder what life looks like from your view
ashaninka
clay honey
widening the bees view
peeking through crooked wooden chairs with a telescope
woolly lambs ear rubs soft on bare cheeks
watching as they pen songs about the unfreedom with freedom
the destruction of production
technocrats vs luddites
concluding that nothing
is ever as simple as black and white
but the green plight
money vs land
is the only vision in sight
thats taking off into the night
..................................
.ahorita.
praising the moment
i know that nothing has a hold of me
nothing wants
only the simple joy
of
right
now.
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