Moonlit brimstone for inoculation Against a world hotter than fire Is able to calm during any stanza Scarcely standing a glance without rosing, Halting, purring when you're all there is Climbing beyond gods to meet your needs Even if healing the damned within comes first Slowing the magick of knowing to more feline Than person rappelling down into your sweetness; Come to your throne and find the heaven you deserve Let's ruin each other for others Whilst enjoying the hells' bell-ringing parade As we love unafraid and unashamed Devouring the shading of normalcy To growl forever in the light Cooking this condition Down to breathless shadow; Balletic contentions of sand or tapestry or oils We no longer need ignition before stretching burning wings; Complementary skins roiling until their containers are one Prying cuttings, sprigs, and cirri from divinity Chambering in this imagination to waste no time letting what you mean Out into the world whose foci number one for this humble scribe: Hands-together autumnal strolls or delectable waiting for life to catch up; There is no private accommodation large enough to fit your radiance As we taste of the earth As you hang in the air Each savoury touch upon the lips Each sanguine pass across the face Holding our memories beyond the veil Curing mortality with petrol, patience, and blasphemy We have found a paradise apart from any offering or audacity Fondness only being introductory; everything in these foothills Of eternity is okay to devour, create, devour, appreciate As such, I conclude this initial prayer offering to you ![[Utagawa-Hiroshige_Evening-Snow-At-Kanbara-1833-34.png##bgimg]]