Patti Masterman - A Beautiful Man's Mind

Underneath it all begins to ripple,
beneath the accordion folds of a perfect afternoon,
the phosphorescent streets lost in rain
while falling from vision, a number of pearly clouds

Words silent, when it all begins to unfold,
how well I remember how it passed;
washing the skin on the body,
drinking in the feelings, the melting smiles

Igniting rare visions for numberless minutes-
praying before the stolen cenotaph
of a beautiful man's mind

Patti Masterman

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