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[Jude Forese]

                                                             escort me
                                                        to the end

                                                                 on windy skies
                                                           and sandy shores,
                                                     write me a script

                                                 so my character
                                             is naked, running through fog
                                                     clothed by vaporous film
                                                of unknown worlds coming and going

                                            where the moon occasionally
                                                    filters through surreal mist
                                                 of past lifetimes

                                                    casting its distant beam upon my face
                                                 so I can see into the depths of space

                                           where cool breezes  
                                                            pass through my nostrils
                                                       into my lungs

                                                                   so all my organs vibrate
                                                          with impassioned blood

                                           just waiting, waiting for your arrival
                                                             to escort me
                                                                          to the origin of my soul

                                                      write me a script
                                                                 where I cease to exist,
                                                  yet kept alive
                                                                  by your enduring words

[100K Poets Making A Difference]

This burns full flame. like your structure with the lines flowing like what you describe... "unknown worlds coming and going..." Two kinds of art here made into one.

100K

[Jude Forese]

thanx for your feedback ... much appreciated ...