A desired point of destination is resting face to face in
The same location
The point to arrive at is in fact a vast terrain….
A space she stays …
traveling in brains waves…
A location –
this location is no location at all.
A destination to behold as it will befall. She will be all.
All that you attempted to- but never could conceive… All that you hoped for but never could believe.
On this, the precipice of contact.
On the cliff that offers your canoe… Awaiting you can see from desolation
The destination just may be.
In sight as brain waves, frequencies, variations of vibrations …
Energies of sort endlessly report
That this here port … Is where
the ship shall sail…
Bold in its declare
Holding your stare
No care to do
a thing but lose — those eyes in this tides location
Arrived at destination…
Gazing at the star -Beam
The moon that screams –
light into all space where less light lives
The point and place
to arrive is faced with her eyes
Settling just above the lovely cheeks..
The Lovely she
Is lovely..
We arrived at our location
Our destined destination