
To find, the myth of truth
The Day We Meet
Is it krazeee that I want
a royal palace
A place to escape to
and share my life
I long to cherish
Something more
Hold a shooting star
In the palm of my hand
Understanding freedom
Is both letting go
and desire
The surrounding keep
With floral windows
of blue lavender and
The scent of Baby’s breath
Gathered just before winter
For sacred oils and soothing
Balms
Trapeze terraces
Sunset stained glass
Of gnostic scenes
In a myriad of brilliant
colours, telling stories
of my magicK and exaltation
Fallen martyrs and mystic
Words
My sanity slowly crumbles
a little more displaced each day
Down down down
To dust like an ancient wall
No longer to fortify
My dreams or my ambitions
My fortress has been built
Upon pain and the loneliness
of a thousand dreams that have
long since died
I see my reflection
How I’m I still
Alive
Temples and turrets
erected with alligator motes
Simple designs to keep the
Outside word at bay
As vultures circle
My still warm corpse
Gnats and rigamortis fill
This empty vessel from within
Electric energy
A miracle of heaven
Second chances of existence
A bonfire pyre ignited
Both consumes and renews
Ushering in s new era
For new goals and dreams
Velvet skin, charcoal eyes
Raven black hair with
Spells in her eyes
It pulls me
You pull me close
I want to share my visions
My talents with you
The brand Newness of it all
Most likely labeled reckless
Even fancy-free
Scarlet Woman lyrical Moon Child
Incarnation Babylon Queen
Drink with me
from this Holy chalice
vinanna
Your my patron saint
Of All that is right
I bow before you
I offer you my all
A former King
Now a Slave to corruption
The rift has opened up
The veil between
Humans and gods
And delivered you
To US
I CAN Feel the magick storm
Upon us That Reveals our bond
And vision quest
Our purpose
Our Union
One in the same
i delight in you beauty
Presence and
Voice
Take me
Take me
Take me
I’ve have searched my entire life
To find, the myth of truth
I am good for you
I can teach you All
the ways
of the universe
and the rites to pagan gods
You
Deserve MORE
brilliance, understanding
Someone not unlike me
To hold your hands
You
I long to be with you
And ask nothing more
Than to be
By your side
And radiate
All that you are
Inspiring me
To push me to be
More than I am
For you
You are
MagicK
Of
The Gods
We are the New potential
The ushering in of the New Aeon
We are the dreams the key
To the Evolution
The next level
Of the human race
You have arrived
Upon Vimana
Let us,
Be one….
Forever
and
Evermore
MB93
