Scorch me.
Your skin igneous; armoured with flames of flight.
Contact.
Blue fires; mesmerizing colours of spiritual reactions fill the air.
Dancing shadows light the night.
Put out, light up and put out again
as midnight smoke rises into midnight sky. Honey bees fail to turn away.
Union of the cobras
As Egyptian kings and queens grin.
Southern suns blaze blissfully beside the moon.
Finish line content, racing at a gradual pace.
Together, together, Our Ritual Begins.