Natty little noises – abusive silly little meandering things; nocturnal people blindingly pierced with swords-of-evil .
Dutifully divulged with-in their tired bodies built for both bruise and mayhem .
Indeed, emptied souls sold
By these panic-stricken, unprincipled peoples entirely enticed into diving right the way back inside —
The fuller inner-circle of the ‘Cathedral of Mind’ .
Plain view of sight and all acting fair typical of their illustrious selves sometimes : when all eager eyes manage at markedly thinking … in some sense for themselves .
A man of many maneuverings
Miraculously, maniacally… … Painterly even, perhaps ? A three-tiered thing of tumultuous approval
As the modern-day goddess of enhanced distraction continues to move her beautiful body … and at a pace of pure and diligent upheaval – especially for Him !
Yes. He’s been single-handedly penetrating the surface of her transformative soul with his punctilious paintbrush for a magnificent while now, baiting that tantalized smile til brought back to life somewhat .
Suggestive and undeniably hardwired is her confessional mind .