Endymion Bleeding On A Thorn From The Rose Bush Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

do i have contextual limitations

am i bereft of the bird eye view

as i clean cobwebs from my white marble sculpture

Am i spent

do i not see the forces of hate subduing loves brigtness

darknes, yet i manage to mix a litle light

A heroic part of me consecuence enables me to record my life

To separate the unusual from the ordinary

to derive feelings that will never betray and that weave a coronal for every tendernes

Despite your thorns your a lovely girl

do you perfer a ranch or a castle

Would you prefer me to call you a rose

Makeup an allegory about me looking at the clouds swimming in your eyes
in our eyes

the romance

You can see one nerve jumps then another

How many knots are they in the rope that ties us together

Rescuing passion from hell

what price is the ephimeral ink

compared to the volumes of books

what price pegasus wings

What planet to discover and flee from fagen, whatch the crystal river

rip the veils away

back to paradise