The True Poem Rests Between The Words.

Space Is As Infinite As We Can Imagine, And Expanding This Perspective Is What Adjusts Humankind's Focus On Conquering Our True Enemies, The Formidable Foes: Ignorance And Limitation.

Your Mouth On Mine Our Bridge To Cross And Serve Where We Would Go. Utopia Of Sensations The Flesh Could Never Know.

Remembrance Of Our Kiss Brings Not Your Lips Nor Mine To Mind. The Flesh Can Only Envy Consumption So Divine.

Ridicule Has Historically Proven Itself A Rickety Fence For Great Ideas.

The Greatest Justice In Life Is To Be Who One Is.