Links within Spirit

~~Indeed, let the captains read: They died, alive in their spirits;
For only in a dream, my love! And I’m desperate to capture
This vision; it sings to our souls—the magic of life. But
Ours is friction, a beautiful monster, leviathan in the spirit.
Thus, we perish in our breath, unborn in our passions,
Leaking blood in our souls. And this marvelous nightmare,
A life giving force, fraught with the melancholy of joy.
Such mystery, flaming the spirit, adrift in the atmosphere.
It’s an esoteric garment, trailing our thoughts, infusing our
Souls. It’s the core of existence, testing our convictions. I
Dance in its cadence, addicted to composition, lost in poetry.
And your eyes, the color of pain, the image of wisdom.
Such symmetry, pensive in its design. It captured the spirit,
Needling the soul. And I try to forget, but the spirit is alive.