The blaze crooks the frozen dew
It drips phlogiston tears
The millpond of desire exudes among fire
Incinerating all that comes near
The tomb of embers enkindle my crux
Eliminating others in blanch
My only lone soul and our valiant goal
Do we undertone our only chance
Auscultation to foreign peddler songs
Virtues unrighteous amongst all
Shan’t ashes spindle a tale, amber tears May I wail
Upon visitation may I recall?
The prominence of stars
Glisten oculus bound dew
Evermore is my caret not in line
But I will stare into the night, gazing into the light
Phosphorescent glow in due time.