I was told that lunacy is a mind game
No, normalcy is quite the name
Comfortable when I’m in the dark
But the light shown rich heathen mark
Hell is not bound to stay in Neptune
Suddenly the moon is rising to prune
A partner is thirsty of divine love
A lover is hungry for obsessed dove
Of wonder, refuge, and unchained freedom.
Thank you for reading!
◇ Impromptu poem
■ Inspired by Angel Verdicts and Enlightenment readings
2018 January