Lattice-Husked Willow
Composing harp melodies as a musical score,
Sounds that seem to have been frozen in time,
In reverse metamorphosis, crystals melt more,
Snoring in lattice husks, a willow moth sublime.
Sounds that seem to have been frozen in time,
In a dismal dungeon, dragonflies utterly scatter,
Snoring in lattice husks, a willow moth sublime,
Blood-storm charms fall in a tungsten disaster.
In a dismal dungeon, dragonflies utterly scatter,
If these models don't assist you to sleep tonight,
Blood-storm charms fall in a tungsten disaster,
Or educate the demons who entice your insight.
If these models don't assist you to sleep tonight,
Conceivably that our ambitions will deceive,
Or educate the demons who entice your insight,
Maybe you'll opine everything is crystal naive.
Conceivably that our ambitions will deceive,
Warm lime hues permeated the air with honesty,
Maybe you'll opine everything is crystal naive,
You'll notice how I've stated times of ambiguity.
Warm lime hues permeated the air with honesty,
with timeless topaz and a ticking sapphire burst,
You'll notice how I've stated times of ambiguity,
For the time being, I'd yearn to exhibit my worst.
With timeless topaz and a ticking sapphire burst,
In reverse metamorphosis, crystals melt more,
For the time being, I'd yearn to exhibit my worst,
Composing harp melodies as a musical score.
Written: January 14, 2023
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