cold, hard emotions
mask a brave heart ready for
the last sacrifice
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cold, hard emotions
mask a brave heart ready for
the last sacrifice
the last sacrifice
burned on the large stone altar
fragrant aroma?
Fragrant aroma?
lingers like a memory
bittersweet to touch
bittersweet to touch
It is painful ecstasy
call of the siren
call of the Siren
more dangerous than the sea
but who can resist...
but who can resist
futurist erotica
of clearest metal
of clearest metal
an alloy of quality
durable and bright
durable and bright
precious and prized
Found in a dream...
(in haiku the second line is supposed to have seven syllables...otherwise, good job)
Found in a dream
a whisper of hope faintly
caressing my thoughts
Caressing my thoughts:
Sweet hints of insanity -
"The ground is crying."
The ground is crying
the soil thirsts for water
its loins yearn to sprout
its loins yearn to sprout
the young bulb can hardly wait
for a spring romance
for a spring romance
is only something it feels
when part of a bed
when part of a bed
is empty of you the whole
world feels incomplete
world feels incomplete
without the life force above
His presence present