Safe consolation

     
    Who can rock a dream of falling snow like feathers - you can still be happy! On my face, ice flakes also produce frozen tears! The executioner sifts his threshing densely in the executioner's snow; I feel wherever I could turn sinking into a chasm beneath the shaky ground below me! A sharp mischievous otter from behind snowflake-laces fires your eyes at me because you squeeze me hard so you can feel immortal - you’ll never let go!
     
    The destructive distance between you and your needle-swan swan is growing! On my throbbing lashes, roaring icicles pierce my soul-seeing soul! The killer snow will melt and slowly buried! I would wrap your fragile petal body in a quilt so as not to catch a cold to comfort me among my fate-bitter blunders! Your budding rosebud lips softly search the secrets of my shipwrecked chubby body; your tempered gaze to my face is wolf-eyed and smells!
     
    With appropriate reverence, I could explore the Universe with you! I would share my deep sea spirit with you so that together we can cry out to the whole Wholeness as we can give to each other! Why am I thirsting for the depths of your being? Thirst for yourself or your soul; to a fallen heart that would embrace and worship and donate! Your thirst, you know, erupts in me! I fall to be here because I need your solid spiritual support! I feel: I can be a sore Lack of Being just who’s selfish trials consume; flutter to me in your flame of love!
     
    Two squirting flames, shavings of being, circulate in my desperate soul forever! You give me safe consolation.