To watch your reaction

The immortals beyond factions.
Either standing on the tops of mountains or overlooking the seas...
High above it all , like a lord of seasons, or of a humanities thought
Maybe a dreamer, inside the burrows of the earth..
amongst the moments that make life supreme
or maybe a tiger out to seek and destroy
for whatever is prey will be meat
I liken the air to that of a bird, overlooking such a familiar scene
and laugh as poetry flies over them as well
as day turns to night, and velvet to green

Now in that soft place a nightmare, perhaps that which calls itself a dream
over those trivial concerns such as these
Are you transported to a different place of worth as this?
That playfulness at once brings at to be seen.
Which games are to be played at, lets hope we decide on laughter
For when i include you in the play, with each piece of instruction, learn fast for i shall burn the floorboards thereafter
Just to see how character, yearns out to be heard, dances at the embers circle round
flattery has no place here

Instead let us dream on thoughts of yore, and of inner truths of what belongs ..
a pleasant forests on a cool day, belongs more to me,than an angels face
a warm refreshing bath in the summers rain, can cool my spirit a past a million days
For i was burning after passion had its way.

Earlier that day on my window overlooking the roses that opened and blossomed with the exuberance of a child's delight.
that moment was innocence and had no doubt...more of the same i would seek after..
while separation from the beauty would give my fire up, would this leave faster?..
well a moments was never lost in the reigns , of life held steady in a dreamers parade, onward do we go to the city
where people shall be met, along with their illusions of self, or others. while another leader, signs there treaty.

I will travel back to the open air, and let my hair blow in the springs sun, as the winter had come and left already..
these simple walks do soothe my spirit, and the reasons for my muse, so steady
whatever wonder in this peace, is lightness enough to gather me up in feathers and clouds far away from anything held
As I begin to fly, i am not asked again about concerns , instead off again.
call for me and i will be away, yet when you seek, i shall be deep inside, the happiness, the joy, the lust and luster, love and passion,
my thoughts turn to seas, that brush back and forth, at all whims, and of all course of action.
so whether standing on top of the mountain or as the tiger seeking consumption
each contradiction a mere distraction
to smile and watch your reaction.
for the immortals are always beyond factions
infinite tidings are my romantic interaction
For a eternal passion



There reaction was watched, and mine to. What happened then was spectacular , immortality became real and true, the passions found were heated and flowing, like magma to the core. All that was false slipped from the hands of realists while truth took to the shore, a dagger through illusions , wasn't needed when the fog was easily seen through, a understanding beyond the three, age race and time, opening to the immortal world, yet ive spoken of this.to be instantly, healed , when perfect health was already there, perfect lungs and body brand new, yet each moment this understanding is in me,
placing in my hands a heart, so steady, yet i wont break this, when love is spoken of, others may confuse and say whats wanted to hear. i don't, i rather be with the passion.all the way.looking left and right, when you see me ill be there beyond it all