Definition Poem by Gianni Pansensoy

Where your beautiful soul slips
in hologram within my brain cells,
like a viscous gel that flows
on the river of wet dreams,
attached with pink cotton balls
on plastered mosaic's walls.

It's a blast from atomic flares,
creeping through the nucleus of my veins,
where the radioactive isotopes
wake the dead umbilical cords,
the chill of pleasured radiation falls
into a sticky path to a celestial bliss.

But everything is a wild imagination,
produced by a devastating hallucination,
though floats on the waves of fascination,
somehow is a prized soulful creation.

you are very beautiful: Your definition.