Pulsating Flames
Blazing torches hearts are pulsing in sequence,
A throbbing heart that was evidently struck.
Consciousness made the ultimate sacrifice,
What a groovy way to honor the demon's sunk.
A throbbing heart that was evidently struck,
My presence will be embraced with a haven.
What a groovy way to honor the demon's sunk,
In close zone to a rushing river in the garden.
My presence will be embraced with a haven,
Predators, both animal, and avian, squabble.
In a close zone to a rushing river in the garden,
My mind wandered aimlessly among faunal.
Predators, both animal, and avian, squabble,
Joining in the period that nature was having.
My mind wandered aimlessly among faunal,
Meet under the shiel of this spot for resting.
Joining in the period that nature was having,
Consciousness made the ultimate sacrifice.
Meet under the shiel of this spot for resting,
Blazing torches hearts are pulsing in sequence.
Written: May 23, 2022
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