Sols light

Sol's light

Psychosis of the mind what solace may a man find when all that is left is decay

Cataracts of the eye's hath left thee blind, if only one could rewind and parlay

Partake of virtuous ecstasy the one may be filled with glee a kiss upon thy lips

Mortified, petrified, as cockatrice doth stare and mine sanity ever more slips

Man is born to die, but this man only seeks to fly, yet mine wings hath been shorn

Challenge and defy the natural order doth imply, that one must refute that which is torn

Consequential at first as thy heart strings doth burst, retaliation towards heaven above

Fists are beating as thy anger is defeating screaming why, as cupid searches for his love

A quiver an arrow, to shiver and shake alone down a street so narrow, cold and alone

Till the light of sol doth shine and mold by a grand design a blueprint of mine anemone

A peek a glance, a goddess doth entrance, as mine essence doth advance only to but touch

Thy simpering lips looking sumptuous and true, how can one pursue what is beyond thy clutch

Emotion devotion that logical commotion for even Venus doth lament whilst mine heart is rent

Sol calling once more, that the goddess may mine spirit adore, thinking only of before hell bent

The sun and the moon, whilst Dante doth swoon, Wishing to divine the nature the shadow and the light

Sol shouting and screaming thy chance is now gleaming, laid in front, a winged rebirth to take flight

No Storm, no squall, no maelstrom, no fall, I shall retrieve that which mine desires doth seek

A lass, a lass hath stood upon the rivers current quickening, wishing to ascend the highest peak

Stricken by Eros, a measure that overflows, as the cool wind blows, sol hath led to mine salvation

A goddess, a goddess, hath perched herself that ye shall climb, the journey of an unfolding revelation