Strains

Pulses of light running up your thighs like deeply ambivalent hues resonating warmth and heat like a source of life. A beating heart that infuses everything real about you, moving from the middle to every end; fulfilling bliss.

A mind so pure and wise that it transcends all that is real about life. Divine breath. Murky substances cloud my mind and you retract the clouds. I shine infinite light with depth.

You usurp the moment and everything is as is. A Devil is wise.