King Bush

So far in life
He’s as high as it gets
Not a king perched on strife
He hasn’t got any debts

There’s more than meets the eye
With dance in his silhouettes
He’s a gallop across the sky
Wistful clouds with pirouettes

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

Nevermind me. Just dreaming of better days like concert gigging and hugs from my king… ๐Ÿ˜


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Dear Tribe

I love you. And I’ve got so much, I don’t know where to put it all. So sending love, lots of love. Because any one of us could be gone at any minute. And I don’t want to waste an ounce of my love. I’m just going to keep giving it until I can’t. And these are very dark days. But the love is the light. Stay in the light. Don’t let hate and anger become dark matter. They say there’s more darkness than there is light in the world, so in a way, the light is always fighting to be seen. And I believe that our souls are energy and that energy goes somewhere when we die. Energy seems to be the only thing that’s constant. And my love. I may be petite but my love is expanding like the universe. Spiral out, keep going ๐Ÿ˜Š xxoo

KISS