#Indulgence#

Barefoot on the waking soil,
Flying where the heavens coil.
Whispers shared with leaf and stone,
Playing where the wild is known.
​Organic fruits upon the tongue,
Where the heavy clouds are hung.
Building homes on distant spheres,
Space-bound, shedding earthly fears.
​Dinner on a lunar plate,
Proposals where the suns await.
Stealing tints from painted wings,
The joy that chocolate harvest brings.
​A world where every heart is pure,
With every ache a golden cure.
The mind is vast, the soul is free,
To drown in such luxury.
​It is a dream, a wild fire,
The total feast of deep desire.
A world of silk and silver sense,
The height of pure indulgence.