Purple Haze by Michael DefriesThe hues blend purple with white slowly leaking,
Intermediating dimensions growing static shifting
The tiny vestibule of lonely velvet reaching into
The center of harmoniousness, balancing fertility and innocence.
Tasting purple ripen, embracing the ecstatic ride,
Made to secrete wisdom of sages down in, to,
Passing sensual; awakening; as there are no dimensions
Encompassing our growth edges to draw near. 05/12/2014 Posted on 05/12/2014 Copyright © 2025 Michael Defries
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Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/13/14 at 03:08 AM The best kind of haze. Neat poem, weaving various human spiritual elements into a tight, evenly stated message. Thanks for sharing this, Michael. |
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