effervescence. bubbles and blistering. at an ear’s gaze i experience the crevices and chasms of you heart’s chamber. the maroon sustance pumps its way through your veins and capillaries, thick. compact. pushing its way through malleable tubular contraptions, designed by the unfathomable resouce whom resides within every particle and every piece of our perceptions.
i hear the sloshing and spattering as the heart pumps fervently, sustaining survival. incessant. infinate. it is continuous, regarless of your rejection — for your creator fabricated devine ideals and intentions for the purpose of life itself.
the laughter which infiltrates the chams and clefs of your eyes. the eyes which permeate all fleshy exteriors and external perceptions — for the eyes know no gender. they know no names.
the tears that crystalize into chaotic and perhaps flawness patterns. they visualize back to you, as teachers to your evidence.
the ecstacy and euphoria which accompanies coming to an understanding of your worth and marvel of a seed’s sprout.
she intends for your life, simply Because.