Finally here is the second piece...
Beautifully
Caustic Paradox
Your well
you have tirelessly
breached
suddenly
bubbles
with this
beautifully caustic paradox.
For the very
first time,
the tender
brew
of steeped half smiles
and grace
lather up…
letting time
go, rinsing
this
exchange of possession.
Now for
surrender, your acquiescence.
Concede.
Endless,
full-bodied
tears flow
from this
impalpable compulsion…
That from
the seat
of heady illumination,
there is a
seed of self, of bloom to cultivate
through dank
perfectness…
as your
fingers uncurl
and let slip
the tide.
I have been singing this a lot lately and playing with my voice a little more and decided it was time to a have a little fun and record...
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