Centres: an honest fight

In dreams where you could fuck a goat

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I awoke fighting this morning, set upon when sleeping, flailing first for dear love, then came to, recovering my honour,

The night disturbed me in mares of black lust dust galloping from the blackest regions of my soul,

I always forget during daylight,

Worse still and too unspeakable to say, too unspeakable to not say, in my dream we were someone else, and I gave up on you,

Worse than a chainsaw massacre it came thru, those black mares, racing fast, they hunted me last night when I gave up on you,

So I woke fighting phantoms in my heart, where love was in turmoil spinning apart, and unravel, for a second, but thought in pure heart armour of God, be honest with you,

Made me swear, never to hurt an animal, and never to give up on my armoured amor, you, on thought of your love, recovered in waking breath, bright once more, sun broke thru

Tho the nightmare carried on, fighting alone, each, one by one they come, Wierdos recording the rate of my heart over night, as the smoke mares passed into them, and mares themselves transformed into, pursuing my day,

The shadow mares of night, claimed they don’t dream about animals themselves, basically said they’ve lost their humanity, in nightmare form what was once human, pursue, try bring night shades into morn,

So bright in reversal of night, I appeal to you, lady,  in your humanity and goodness,

Your light

You don’t see in yourself, but I see for you, s’why I love you, to forgive yourself, to forgive me, g, for being human, too?

(I find it cute, your dilemma, cause it’s what you do)

Night-mares stop at the creek, bearing my reverence upstream, unable to pass past your face, where you’re

There

A part of everything

Makes me swear I’ll keep fighting,

I’ll never give up on love, I’ll fight in honour unto death for you, all shades of my soul, night mares and wierdos,

That’s me being human, still admitting I love you, brings bright light to me – because of you, victorious this morning, and so, g,

I begin another long cycle thru, today and every next, fall and rise again, in quest of you