At the End of the World

Sweetness lips caresses
Juicy dreams between two frames of reference
Arches ink ecstasy
The gravity of time dilation.

Pure essence lost in symbols
You think you know what you don’t know
But the sunset streets
Your steps have never known.

Let me take a little peak
Beneath the fabric of this space
Matrices embroidered
Funtangled & Darkled
Star twinkle
Enamored
With all the strings attached.

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