Angelic soul but made of thorns
Between a river and a plain she was born
The day all stars have fallen upon-
Some planet merely governed by non

The day her soul grew, magic dwelled on-
A universe been stuck in a single dawn
Upon dark wells emptied of emptiness
Mountains full of secrets nobody could confess

I stress! And I stress! On a seen-
My mouth got stuck trying to express
With pleading ears I sense a hiss
Crawling in me, its source I couldn't guess

Until it tickled my mind with flaccidity
Obsessed! A language mixed with peace and tranquility
Some feeling I once experienced, I eventually guessed
Therefore I stumped, I've fallen into a cosmos of bliss

The sun got perfect, the sky seemed disassembled
The moon got reckless, the oceans trembled
On the same hiss that summoned
My thoughts, my scars, for her to assemble