Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Seraph and Gar

Eons will pass

Shrouded in her wings,
In her arms
Crumbling stone from the surface

Thawing what was cold and lifeless
His heart is hers to devour,
bleeding rivers for her to drink from
From her ribs, he'll carve their path
Their souls forever intertwined

Radiating luminous blue
Falling towards Elysium
Full and satisfied

Blessed and merry

Embracing weightless oblivion

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