Baby Pink Stars beyond Gravities of Mars

“There’s someone in my head, but it’s not me”They made us think that it really, really matters…Even though you feel ~ mystical sounds of silence.You’re on a spiritual path ~ glowing, spirals in her hair.Hallucinations, Magic realism, haiku, super naturalness ~thinking, Zen, decoding, Intellectual, Associations, secrets,conceptions, polarities, dualities, projections of extremities.Ultra Yin * Yanging comets in the celestial firmament.It’s just consciousness being infinitely conscious ~Illumination of your Mind not limitation * elimination.Absolutely stormin’ unpredictable, that’s where it lives.Horn in the head, Incandescent flames can cross over.Infra-Landscapes of Relativity and Psychedelia Cosmica ~Abstractions between your smiling, open wet lips, rosy cheeks,caressing, gripping thighs, bio electro-magnetism, sparkling Love.Meteors arise inside her eyes, sublimely, aimed through your heart.Venus, she has perfect peaches ~ diamond stardust, twinkling auras