Essential Drive – a poem

Essential desire blazed and distilled,

Crystals kept and fired for dreams held

Within our secret hearts, hidden from all,

Nevermind the world, as fires form inside

Those globes, floating atop steaming hot



We wonder thereat in our dark fastnesses

Of the foaming worlds which abound away

Beneath what our eyes may penetrate,

Realms parallel to our own, yet smeared

By the intersections of temporal ineffability;




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