Out Of Range
Out Of Range
There is room in me
Where I live absolutely alone
The heavenly throne ascends me
A vault when darkness reigns
Then the butterflies play quietly
She's lucky in the body
Emotion flutters in scents
Like purple in the middle of spring
I love that holy place
This is where the flow of feeling flows
I protect the spiritual throne with caution
From the sudden rain and storm
I go elegant into the fields of dreams
I draw birds on my chest
Letters come from the heart
I ink them into fireflies
That hidden place in me
It's out of reach
Like the blue sea depth of sparkling wine
The paths to it are impassable