no exhale

when the dark balloon when the dark balloon the dark balloon presses its rubbery skin on my inner being when it takes out a chunk of rib to fit i become a prisoner a minion a servant to its inflation dark balloon puffs itself with spiritual secrets faith is the favourite faith have faith test

Love Smiles

I already knew How this blossom would unfold A perfumed meeting see more art or buy prints at http://www.artofkundalini.com  🙂

the vow

united by gold bound to her distant fingers bored until broken   more art? http://www.artofkundalini.com