As We

phishgod

As We

Consider the
sky, all
apricot rose,
as contrails
pinken into
spreading purples,
as we,
as we,
as if
in a
dream, this
life of
ours anew,
as we,
and isn’t
it such
a pleasant
feeling knowing
of this
love, as
sky bursts
into night
beautiful before
our eyes,
as we.
and vast,
as mars
circles closest,
as we’ve
become, aurora,
dancing light
in shadows,
the turning
of days
as if
our seasons,
as we’ve
become one,
so too
time rushes
forth, announcing
our little
victories to
one another,
as we
now embrace
a second
August, a
second Seattle,
the sun
encircled, as
we, entwined
within one
another, inside
and out,
as we,
this reality
which we
have made,
as we,
this made
thing called
we, and
sky in
vast array,
our canvas
on which
we paint
words of
magic discoveries,
visions, quests,
the sea
turtle, otter,
as we,
glint of
diamonds on
water of
life, rainbows’
edges, the
amberic euphoria
of our
known bliss,
better, best,
the soft
curve of
your breast,
your thigh,
and the
world around
us like
this sky,
as we,
and so,
too, now
all is
as we,
bright, beautiful,
aglow in
the sparkle
of dreams,
as we,
Jungian or
not, historic
in our
joining, merging
of souls,
as we,
the palpable
Beauty within
which is
you, the
beauty that
we now
share, as
we, now
as sun
sets over
Haslett Bay,
the ocean
of our
dreams before
us, beckoning,
as we,
as the
pastel sky
and contrails
of rich
ochre and
bluegreens, the
light golden
on your
hair, your
face, yes
truly this
IS bliss,
as we,
and so
now, as
we, following
each other
daily, and
simply the
best, as
we, as
this sky,
your eyes,
and as
the warmth
of you
now descends
as night
around me,
and all
is bright,
purpled and
starlight, mottled,
silver beaming,
as we,
our perfect
star, rising
beside a
perfect tomato
moon, and
at last
now, both
to rest,
as we,
as if
children still,
our dreams
together, as
rich, as
brilliant and
pixilated as
we envisioned
them into
our future,
as we,
like sky,
this spectral
theater of
color spectrum,
or wheel,
as now
we, as
our second
nature, and
nurture, this
second August,
this dawn,
this new
age day,
as we,
positively lustrous,
teeming with
endless possibilities,
as we.

As We.

--August 19, 2003
@pth

Yellow

please... don't mind me

Originally posted by phishgod
As We

Consider the sky, all apricot rose, as contrails pinken into spreading purples,
as we,
as we, as if in a dream, this life of ours anew,
as we, and isn’t it such a pleasant feeling knowing of this love, as sky bursts into night beautiful before our eyes,

as we, and vast, as mars circles closest, as we’ve become, aurora, dancing light in shadows, the turning of days as if our seasons,

as we’ve become one, so too time rushes forth, announcing our little victories to one another,

as we now embrace a second August, a second Seattle, the sun encircled,

as we, entwined within one another, inside and out,

as we, this reality which we have made,

as we, this made thing called we, and sky in vast array, our canvas on which we paint words of magic discoveries,
visions, quests, the sea turtle, otter,

as we, glint of diamonds on water of life, rainbows’ edges, the amberic euphoria of our known bliss, better, best, the soft curve of your breast, your thigh, and the world around us like this sky,

as we, and so, too, now all is

as we, bright, beautiful, aglow in the sparkle of dreams,

as we, Jungian or not, historic in our joining, merging of souls,

as we, the palpable Beauty within which is you, the beauty that we now share,

as we, now as sun sets over Haslett Bay, the ocean
of our dreams before us, beckoning,

as we, as the pastel sky and contrails of rich ochre and bluegreens, the light golden on your hair, your face, yes truly this IS bliss,

as we, and so now,

as we, following each other daily, and simply the best,

as we, as this sky, your eyes, and as the warmth of you now descends as night around me, and all is bright, purpled and starlight, mottled, silver beaming,

as we, our perfect star, rising beside a perfect tomato moon, and at last now, both to rest,

as we, as if children still, our dreams together, as rich, as brilliant and pixilated as we envisioned them into our future,

as we, like sky, this spectral theater of color spectrum, or wheel, as now we, as our second nature, and nurture, this second August, this dawn, this new age day, as we, positively lustrous, teeming with endless possibilities,
as we.
As We.

--August 19, 2003
@pth

just felt like fiddling... i truly hope you don't mind good night