Evening.
Her affection is scorned with fortune. My arrival is a new torment. I have become a scarlet of holy treasures since I discovered infinite life on a nocturnal level. I precede God, but It is God that awaits you. My memories of blue hours in winter are precious to me, our pure love flourished then. We sunk in grievous skepticism, I do not regret this divine potion. And being the prophet that I am, I expect we shall both go mad, mad with wisdom.
On my travels I have foreseen all forms of love. She is love,
I rise to the deadly music of her spirit that bursts out from her flesh.
Gold stars ablaze and flow with hollow fangs. Vision of Eternity.
And by seeing this I have cursed myself.
I am drunk on the pleasures of life. I am surrounded by magical mists that light the air,
I am drunk on the pleasures of life. I am surrounded by magical mists that light the air,
seraph perfume. I dwell on my violence that kiss her lips. I pronounce you immeasurably.
My head hangs out gypsy windows and while in this primitive state..
Eternity awaits.
My head hangs out gypsy windows and while in this primitive state..
Eternity awaits.
Rachel Bond
Thu 29th Mar 2012 17:17
I am drunk on the pleasures of life. I am surrounded by magical mists that light the air,
seraph perfume. I dwell on my violence that kiss her lips. I pronounce you immeasurably.
My head hangs out gypsy windows and while in this primitive state..
favourite bit...all good. x