a bitter drink to kiss
"physical matter is music solidified"
- pythagoras
poems of time and distance
at every of our sighs as verses
humid summer nights, in the rêveries for your embrace
i see your eyes by surefire in the electric hum of the universes
oh the untold stories
of my scars yearning for
the purest soul tears
fire opals never apart
and the tender kisses
of countless butterflies
[goddess, queen, empress,
high priestess, matriarch, healer,
shooting star, warrior or alche mist
...my fate is nigh]
—she whispers
“you cut me in two
i pierce your heart
from the inside out”
there before the dawn hits...
in the obscure side of my heart
your luminous animal sleeps
here my sweet lips to kiss
even if you have hurt me to death with the light of your eyes, do not feel victorious;
if you exist it is thanks to the darkness that is my life, and...
because i no longer wish on
my fallen lashes for love or magnificent happiness
you will see me in your dreams that turn into nightmares
as a beast hunting you down to devour you alive from within.
a piece finally finished after 4 years it's time to let it all go, shrouded in mist.
