Sun-rimmed & splendorous this afternoon of us barefoot in the grass ... Noontide escapade & pageantry the mural on the wall of your heart says you agree ... Loving outside of ourselves constructs the nook I feel what you feel Sehnsucht ... There's an au fait air between this man & wife bound in codex this breath of life
Scars on my soul and body, eyes closed, I leave my skin. Isolation pain imparting, tortured are the souls of men. In the empty night I’m flying, I pass this gift unto my kin. Inside I feel like dying, light infused with dark within.