If you look long enough into a crystal
You will discover
In all awe and peril
That it is made of the same matter
An orgasm is made of
And you will see that aurora borealis
Are actually made of sherbet
So are children's tears
And colored beads
And the light of your eyes
Who makes the green, green?
The end is the beginning is the end is the birth is the love is the
hate is
the taste is the gesture is the thought is the kiss is the death is a
perfect molecular structure inside a grain of sand laying calmly at the
Bottom of the ocean
A live, playful baby ocean
Wherein constants
. Are changing
So next time you feel empty and pointless?
Go kiss someone you love
Or if you don't have any
Go out and find yourself someone
And kiss her
See?
The kiss is made of
Crystal