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May 2017
She spreads her tentacle
As dew of snow pour
Releasing fragrance of splendor
Her enthralling colors perfect her odor

She is my morning rose
Making me to dive nose
Into ***** of garden bed
Enfolding myself in the still of her body sheet

Warmness shroud me like hail
As all ill-notion served me in your jail
Prithee i don't grant me bail
Only your heart nail my wood nail

Lasting love elope without delay
In purity of your heart let me rise high
For you're my **** of serotonin relay
My worshipful goddess relief clog me with sigh

Let me have one excruciating moment
Defying gods rule
Where we create akin gods
For the ****** birth is worth exemplary as you're already betrothed to nature

Let me be the sun that breaks the jinx
Let me be the moon that minced you
Into perfume that scent on my body odor
Where your kind despise me as you're my rose
Let the fire display and burn in my skin
So the flames cloud me as mist as I wake with you
Lying forever in soil of your between

by
Martin Ijir
The Sick Red Carnation
Written by
The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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