How many hearts will cause a man to fume
How many heats must be enraged with fire
How many hearts will a hungry soul consume
How many hearts actually follow their life's desire

How many hearts are frozen without a beat
How many hearts are left buried in the cold
How many hearts except total utter defeat
How many hearts never take off the blindfold

These questions we may never know
until we are the lost wandering souls
in the Styx's black meadow
while loved ones are left to condole

Stream of consciousness
traveling down tin cans and a string
going on about Romulus
and ramblings, vibrating in between
half a world away
keeping each other awake
thanks again
for the company

I’m hip to the spark and sunset
that shines inside the waves
of my soul
blossoming flowers
that rise and smile
in beautiful rhythms
dazzling designs
heavenly delight
warm breezes sifting in gusts
of dancing passion
starlit mansions in paralleled lines
unspeakable shapes
extravagant scenery
a colorful composition composing
an array of enchanting shores
magnifying in golden forms
gleaming infinities
diamond forces
genius landscapes
drunk in pulsating songs
immortal seas
liquid smooth beats
full of boundless destinies
infinite continents existing
beyond space and time
beyond chemistry and physics
amplifying mathematics
astonishing metaphysics
transcending entities within deeper depths
exhilarating mechanics
each one breathing in new and unexplored dimensions
exuberant literatures and arts
exceeding limitless landscapes
uniform galaxies in sync with broader galaxies
brilliant zones
soft sounding inventions
beaming in radiance
revolving in sweet silver tongue blankets
luxuriant languages
perfectly synchronized and solid
sleek linear symmetries glistening in paradise
all stunning and striking philosophy
divine dominions and ambitions
intensifying in amazing timelines and crisp connections

Beware of the emoji man
Who has no real emotions
So he borrows those
Cartoon ones
And thinks that you won’t notice.