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Beneath a red sky, children with Devil’s breath prepare the ceremonial breakfast of bottled bullets and brains of dotards in a rain of bloodied feathers. With empty plates, the children now swim in craters and swing across the ravenous pit wishing other ascensions to endure, through mind collages of their own creations. Violating our gardens of secrecy they gaze at the death of firmaments. And as the silent sorrows on astral boats dive beyond the unknown realms, nightmares gain life by the se...

The fears I gain in dreams are the portrait of a dim bliss ornamented with melancholic streams scent of dust and grim masks. My heartbeat pumps thorns creates spasms under sweated sheets until it strikes my skin to a blurred aurora in the awakening. A silence dressed in death contrasting the rays of a benign Sun that smoothes in depth the sins of my illusionary crimes. The sink doesn't wash my frigid eyes nor mourning kisses on pedestrian ways waiting thirsty for my acquaintance of banal cont...

I wish you could be a runaway through a flow of my breath. To forge our hands and settle where no one commands. To be out of your border out of the chameleon phalange that drained the old familiarity for the taste of façade. Secret destroyers that held you to the flames and made you swallow queen pills to enfold you in such a sad regret. You slave for greedy flights, to the hopeless blissful places you like to taste And close the eyes to the wasteland we once kissed, of cracked oaks falling p...

Let me crown you, steal a carcass and celebrate in the graveyard. Let me take you to the ecstasy and dig a hole in Mercury. Let me kiss your blood and travel in space on golden horses. Let me touch your hair of heaven’s mill and sleep as one in a giant shell. Let me hear you sweet whisper and sing in the moonlight with bats. Let me freak and be free to share spicy gifts and love bites. Let me cut your wings of a fallen angel, so that you can fall into an eternal abyss with me. Let me love you...

Our love, the birth of divine tragedy of unknown forces that made us so far in touch, but so close in heart. I wonder if your kisses cut like razors if the glow of your eyes will crumble me or if your touch entwines for reckless woes, making the Sun die in cascade. Heart aches and moonlight hopes sleepless nights and the mutual oak and all for the sprinkles of your desire, for the compassion I got addicted. Let’s change mortality to eternity and be forever in our minute like legendary lovers ...