Torch

Poetae Opus

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.

  • Author: Poetae Opus (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 3rd, 2021 05:00
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 26


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