Mimi Mata - Seemingly Useless Things (Mimi M. Meyer)

If your heart no longer admires my magnificent hues,
The ones that once colored your soul less portraits,
The ones that once colored your black skies a shade of blue...

Remember;

I am not part of your senseless thought,
Seemingly useless things they too never forget,
And somewhere within your subliminal weave of forgetting,
I have transpired into a wakeful dream of 'believing'...

I believe in a cloud with silver lining,
That not all shores hide the marvel of gold...
Let gold be of a dream with silver deliverance,
And there I will wait in the nook of your forgetting.

'Oh' that silver spume with its alliance with salt...
It's the tear that stings and smells of water from my shore,
I have pummeled my way to make it to your heart;
And yet as a tear I still remain pre-disposed...

Remember not to remember;

For in this way your heart will never be distilled;
There is no innocence in these waters,
So many have drowned with futile attempts to flee...

Why go?
Why forget?

The reality is not all things are innocent,
And with knowledge there comes a sense of wretchedness,
So sweet and wretched; I pour from silver lining,
So golden into the glass like deliverance of your forgetting,
Making an alliance with your cold; trembling lips...

Remember;

I am not part of your useless thought
With the tremble of your salty lips
I feel my colors have been put into magnificent use...
And somewhere within your subliminal weave of forgetting
I have transpired into a wakeful dream of 'believing'.

Let gold be of a dream with silver deliverance...
And there I will wait in the nook of your forgetting.

Mimi Mata

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