A Thousand Fire Children
An otherworldly sanctum of velvet and glitter
breathing slowly, eyes enthralled
all in a flitter
Charms of scents flood like a Delta wave
becomes your keeper, oh foul charity!
into a web of the unsaved
It followed me home, cloaked in frosty white
and bathed me in the beauty of the
southern night
This pain is like a dessert of whortleberries and lime
even with my eyes closed, my sanctuary
burned through time
All in this abyss, this requiem, a frilltalon clan
return and close control, and with shadows
they ran
It glows soft yet black as lust
consumes with cruel loyalty and
burns your soul to dust
Such a delicious tragedy of honeysuckle shame
smiles hide so many things, that even I
had forgotten my name!
There are thousands on fire, high on nectar dreams
floating in the bright dark, then the
sherbert sun melts them in a scream
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