Eyes of love.
Taste of the universe.
Foreign but also alien.
You and I are one.
A pair of stars made of the ambrosia of existence.
The eyes that read this know me so well that they've forgotten me.
One day you'll know, I mean really know me.
Only through my words, you'll see my mind
But through my touch, you'll know my soul
-JNM
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The Top 100 Things In My Thoughts.
PoetryThe growing amalgamation of cosmic poetics. I reflect my visual motivations through words in order to express existence as I experience it. This poetry revolves around things that seem to flow in and out of my mind. Emotions out of context are well...
