Treasure Island

Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


Open Heatbeats Dance Flyaway


what is love?
written in DNA
written in passion

written in passion lust
written in fibres of being
written in personality

written in sexuality
written in artistic being
written in life choices

music artistry
is my eternity
an indivisibility

synthetic techno music
energetic creatic rhythmic
life words stretch elastic

life lived not in flesh bodies
life lived in creative merges
life is rearranging slice images


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013
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Written in May 2013 on the 16.5.2013.

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