Down Under

You weigh heavy on struggling bushy brows

While my muscles bend in cascading waves.

Through blurred lines I try to make sense of now

As all fighting sensible reason fades.

 

Your power trembles unawakening

As all fear bends to your relentless hand.

I beg you for a taste of the golden

Visions inherited at your command.

 

Through endless time you have learned to evade

Those who desire your comforting caress

For at your hand all anguish is forbade

In a great escape of wild weightlessness.

 

Let me feel your sweet serenity

and play fool to your mortal luxury.

 

 

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