Zeynab:
What is your inner
animal,
The one misspelled lust?
For pleasures, for most
primal desires
For never-ending hours
are driving
Within subconscious'
wires.
Zephyr come and
un-soothe my soul
From all its depth and
the memories that grow.
Cut all their branches
of sorrow,
Then plant, my love, a
seed
Of reason, one of treason.
For humankind's greed.
Aalyia:
Humankind's greed is
only a fable.
Lower yourself Lucifer,
Bring your wings, your
sinful dream
For we'll achieve Utopia
With Aliens on their
land,
Habitual crimsons of
blood,
Flowers and herbs in an
urban empire
From ashes to ashes, a
burial of fire.
Mother earth, rebirth
-renewal -growth
Chains broken, dreamers
awoken
In a mystical
adventure with layers
Upon layers of heavenly
pleasures
No lust, no desire
Only a pure desert with
its kingdom built from
Spiritual wires.
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