beauty...
desire on serpent waves
a fountain of photons
twinkles through eternity
she feels to be a star
as the crimson hues water my eyes
this bright liquid leak into me
this waterlike rays in the air
tending to drag the refreshness in me
my breath dried of temperature
no salt tablet to revive again
and i shiver by this energy
will drown in this shining sea
i see
the sun is my saviour
drifts me through death
within her hermetic atmosphere
she feels to be star...
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