Thunderstorms of Zeus are known to bring emotional storm clouds,
High and above in the not-so-expected greying sky,
And, oh gosh - what is that?- a Sun ray?
"Please, take it away. I can't handle positive vibes of Apollo (Wisdom) and Eros (Heartstrings and cupids) today."
~My Heart May As Well Be
S I N K I N G
In to a sombre, star's shell~
With an added note of curiosity to the side,
Never fulfilled and always replaced by Amber disappointment.
'Pluto, can you even do your fucking job?'
'Nothing's ever good enough is it?'
'No, not really considering the fact that you continue to fuck it up.'
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118-79 Sunshine.
PoetryWords that are addictive, and liquid sunshine that makes the world trip, God like beings brought down to simple mundane things. We are all simply swimming in a river of burning Gold.
