ChelseaRoseArt

This is. For those who have dreamt with their perfect eyes unblinking as they drank the rupturing rapture like the most precious of medicine. For those who have held fast the voluptuous harmonics of compounding existent like a lover entranced and in need of union. For those who have wept webs of convulsing lucidity as each tear allotted dried and pressed its petal in-between the pages of consciousness. For those who have spent their seed in offering to the bustling womb of the golden spiral and her rebounding rhythm of revolution. This is. For those who have woven the essential threads needed in the mending of the sacred flame and its b