Poetae Opus

Torch

I\'m entitled to drink your elixir,

For my heart wants to crawl over your flesh;

 

While looking into God\'s eyes,

I see a laughing mountain,

Coming out of Him,

 

So my legs draw a triangle,

To run over the Unknown;

 

As well as my mouth whispers

An omen to the Air,

For it can awake,

A Kore\'s desires;

 

All I ever know is that,

Earth & water have been longing to dance,

Since Gold said,

He was the Chosen One.