Yet the lift is
Chased,
When the moon
Holds truth,
In futile fires,
Luminous lips
Take hold…
Yet the lift is
Chased,
When the moon
Holds truth,
In futile fires,
Luminous lips
Take hold…
Parched reels,
Weighting
Solar Prophecies,
Turning mirrors
Into bone
Dry sufferings,
These skies alight
In castles they’ve
Surveyed,
Quickened winter,
Fought along the
Blood edge…
When its
Wretched pretty puddles
Snaking
A w a y
Sunshine daydreams,
Cool this precipice,
Marooned to what
Light will shed
From horcruxes
Linking darkened
Planets
To coruscating fates…
*Poetry inspired by GVF🎸🌹🍄🌏🔮☮️
Sides Eternal,
Flickered down
Face
Made you see
Something
In wax cards resoluting
Below linked
Skin surface,
Felt in the
Boxed grace period,
Lived under creations,
Magic sentiments
Stained glasses
Find the way to
For
Sun splashes indefinite,
Reverse Moon
On its way
Back to
Clemency. Incarnate.
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