Really slow you flow
It's raining and you are
flowing
Really slow longing, for
the beat of rain drops
On our wooden window.
Unloving a lover whom
you first attacked
In a cold world of
loneliness,
In a gray room of doom,
In a game of wielding
emptiness,
In the hands of the
thief who stole the moon.
What if you only dream
of power?
Dear, to know you was a
heartache...
To know you through all
the spheres of cosmos
With stardust finally ending
our pain.
You were my healer, a
light that shone upon my night
You were my dark dealer
in a hell too bright.
It's crumbling the earth
beneath our swords,
Our axes, and all the
mystical weapons.
Too fast your pain drove
our life
Too slow our patience
Not enough fight.
Thunderbolts, lightning
The darkest clouds, the
brightest lights
Planets upon planets,
Heavy corpses of stone,
gas or fire
Our atoms run before
this,
With the promise of your
blood running through me
Takes this place inside
me,
Inhabit, and then desert me
A ghost of our reliance
on a spiritual cosmogonic force
Blazing a thunder from
the darkest smoke of our galaxy.
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