Gone, Lost and Out of Touch

Circumstantially blind, still searching for entry to the other side.

Attached to the scent of the Devine feminine womb, you can’t re-enter mines, longing to be reborn through time.

They think I’m a lost little kitten, who’s lost her mittens, beaten by the wind, but that’s a BigContradiction to what their actually seeing.

I’m a physician not a magic magician, my head is sound and I’ve always been anchored to the ground.

Gone, Lost and Out of Touch

Circumstantially blind, still searching for entry to the other side.

Attached to the scent of the Devine feminine womb, you can’t re-enter mines, longing to be reborn through time.

They think I’m a lost little kitten, who’s lost her mittens, beaten by the wind, but that’s a BigContradiction to what their actually seeing.

I’m a physician not a magic magician, my head is sound and I’ve always been anchored to the ground.