Consummation
My soft petal you are a tiny purple sun
You're my wonderful anguish
Like angels proclamations
My dreams still lives in you, a dieing orchid
In the last passionate night
You kissed me as your kindred star
My heart drags its acing arteries
On a path wihout light
Without you and your little constellations at time
Reality has become your decaying world
But, I still move through the mountains
In the bright moon's heat
I leave it alone, loves heats beckon me
A Red Nationalist Nation
I gather what's left from the broken skies
Memories have always melted into airless dynasties
Autumn memories fall as twirling seas
Into a metal abyss
Like a mother abandoning her bouquet
Many are left alone
In her once emancipating frontier
But, as wheat, I still ride in a locus navel
And the Eagle still feeds me
The ravens still reminds me
Humans are beautifully created
Priest are beautifully afflicted for God
All for love
Life slender core, its drying grapes
My life's essence
My poverty rich in faith
Your, still a child,
Learning to share your bread and butter
Yet, I still drink from the sun flask
I hear a young virgin calling me
Her tears from a rose, brings me back in life
She the young starlight that nevr sleeps
At noon in central park
Birds sit in her silver silhouette
New York hid in the moons foliage
In the evening New York move as a dove
You can always see it gleaming
From red lips of a young women
My heart now, carries her petal
A tiny purple sun
I stand as a copper prince
The king in the next world
Homeless and penniless sparrow
Like kids, we shall always have our time to play
The wind afficts every imparted shadow
Thousands prophetic sapphires shall follow our fire
I'm consummated in light
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