sZear Darkling
Adelaide
When I were a young platypus I sat by the flowing pond to play the Harpsichord. "That is a fair weight for just one Lil platypus to carry!". So it was, the Luminous Silkworms would weave it for me between dreams.
In exchange they would mate during my Serenades and milk my Toxic-barb to spike the hunter's Tea, while I slept; the Net Wielders would dance. Their movements now inhibited & predictable, they were taught how again, to Love.
Be among, trees glowing — entranced by sexless orbits, celestial. Orientated by homage. Self just being and sensual explores.
~s2~