On June 16, 2018
All golden you are perfect,...
Those are not the dragons across the sky
The chariot glow, the serpent flow, the water rod...
3 turns 2 spins with 1 pine no glue no lime.
... perfect for me.
A pickup night; a frozen call of your said
timeless,
a coveted design, such a blanket statement,
a pale moment of eternity and ideal swept away,
a fake paragon.
Take that crown it is yours
like a sun that crowns the sky,
nothing can separate this.
Half the rain, quarter of a sun,
arm my waters below and upon,
it's flawless, it's timeless,
it's mine, it's perfect.
Broken scepters of the mortal rulers,
watch them wither, die;
rotten swards hung off of their keys,
fallen idols,
the ulterior vengeance,
chained and disabled other fun things.
Your hands made into my shields, I will
made them wings, made them all kings.
Half the rain, quarter of a sun,
arm my waters under the surface,
nothing can separate this.
Twist of fate, initiate this moment,
it's flawless, it's timeless,
it's mine, it's perfect.
