Deep in the cavern mind a vibration persists
something hovers inside clearly glistening
meditating and bringing it's force together
each phase of the day to the hand tethered
each phase of the month a framed canvas awaiting licks,
of dark grey rock paint it's taken a year to mix
is the color going to live up to your desire
the motor oil to stain your white lies
Deep in the cavern mind
have you misunderstood how
It takes a lot of focus
each minute of the hour
each phase of the moon
slow dreams spark those pools of fire and uncertainty
forming this erotic imagery that somehow works
The fuel to feed that cavern mind
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