Two Fountain Figures
Water Erupts in Either of Them,
Flowing
In one the hand of Adam Streams Upward
Revealing a physique of ionic beauty
Secured, Standing - Bursting with Kinetic Presence
Alongside, we find stone knees kneeling, knelt
Forever ready to spring
The splayed fingers does nothing to cover
the Eternal Smile of this lifelong dancer
Whom has long forgotten its amusement
and knows only the Nourishment of perpetual motion
Passerbys may reflect,
the Surface of the Water, or the Depth of Stone
What is it to lament
And find one Beside oneself
I thought I recognized thee,
but Was surprised To say the least
Aaaaaaand this is I'm supposed To insert some profanity !!
But that wasn't meant to be
Alas no, as so many things
That have yet to be seen, but
Witnessed a hundred times And put on repeat
The piercing eye of the forlorn sky
Justifies all that is done
Much like the chalk drawn figures
That can be found
Along the stream
Bringing back memories from When we drank from the ocean
These buoyant dreams mollify the tenacious landscape...
Whisp whisp whisper
oh Voices on alters that touch
and Caress Arcs of Arcadia
Built on high aerial bagatelle-esque
Let them herald bugled heroic bravura
Whisper whisp whisp Whisper
Blend.
Only ever Only ever
Only ever did began and begone son
Till tilled hills Emasticate original legends
Crimson soaked now all lands fertile
Wash washed down and impregnate
Boundless spectrum legend beguiled
Only when native sin shivered and poured
Only ever everlasting only ever when
Light.
Ma mmaa mmmmaahhhhhh
like a blanket velvet Earthed and Cored
Oranges orange-ish
yellow-ish yellow
redsy into
Tessellated mosaics
flock flocking Veraciously
to towards bristled sky
Only ever do they whisper one by one
L-O-V-E
For-e-ver
in
E-tern-i-ty
Mma mmaaaa mmmmmmaaahhhhhhhh