Time with no help from us
Has placed you exactly where
You need to be, for no two moments
Are ever alike, or have the same quality
Of yesterday or tomorrow, today is
The silence on the snow
A visitor in your mind
Of alien truths that are not so foreign
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Space is a sleeping woman
Full of luxuries and stars
Love is the wandering pollen
That is invented day after day
We are all like nomads half sleeping
That haven’t quite accepted
Their place in the design
The story that is like a shared myth
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A narrative until the world ends
But worlds are born and die every day
Invisible to our eyes, but our hearts
Are spread thin like the darkness of history
The history that is the future
And the love that is simultaneously
All our ancestors, and all our descendants.
Photo Courtesy: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Mermaid-480032374
Wuji Seshat 
You are a genius,hope we can work on a piece one day
You are too kind, I don’t see why not.
We just did a performance in my school..it was splendid
Ah congrats!
I posted it..it is “the black old woman”..a spoken word on discrimination in my country.Ghana-west Africa.
That’s amazing! 🙂
Very beautiful and mystical!!
Thank you Dream, I notice when I post pictures that are a bit less traditional I get less likes hehe.
Very interesting isn’t it? I can’t say that I understand at all!!; )
Well I imagine artistic nudes are offensive to some, or perhaps since most bloggers here are female, I should balance male nudes with female nudes, hehe.
: )))