I break bread with saints
so the rainbow in your eyes
exhumes archaic Atlantis,
reign as the magenta majesty
you were ingrained to be,
the silken dragon exhales
arch-light salvation
serenading nefarious uprising,
to wilt into the hollowed
curvature of your Elysian simper.
sapphire samurais rise
within the sigh of cold sunrise,
tantric tantrums emit clairvoyance
insurmountable compassion
slips from the lips of auric harpies.
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Author:
Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 12th, 2017 14:04
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments1
I'm honored bro thank you.
How do you categorize a favorite on here though can you ?
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