Granddaughter of the Sun Scheming with the Moon, For the lots of Love are cast and thou art betrayed!
Priestess, sorceress, mother — Garlands of hemlock mark the woman well-tried Where neither mortal court nor chorus Can judge the ire of transgressed divinity.
Shame turns to laurel wreaths In the wake of your wrath: Resolute, collecting debts of pride And honor, in blood oaths for justice.
Your house falls, defiled by impiety, But your name shall suffer no infamy, And the sins of the father shall not shadow your progeny. Savage Phoenix, you will rise the Terrible Victress from devastation, The redemption of your ignominy a warning for all time.
Like a flower that blooms only in night Like a small child with cascading tears from their eyes I always wondered if it will be alright If I tried to use my smile to hide sorrow
A small shower bathes the flowers in dew And the smell of earth lulls me to you Closing my eyes against the harshness of light All I see are impressions against my lids
Hoping to feel the summer breeze pass by But all I felt were caresses of goodbye Try as I might I never succeed and I cried But someone heard my futile pleas And that is how you came to me
You held my hand and lead me to wonders A blush adorned my cheeks as you whispered my name I wished to only adorned your head with buds But I **** them with a single touch Yet you still held my hands in yours
nurtured in the arms of another's. birthed in homes inside their minds, and told to stay low told we have wings - not told to use them. because they might fail us.
our dreams might fail us.
so our sight blocked, to only the array of sunset. we sleep through sunrise - at least they do.
but see we, we await, we wait until the sun breaks way, swallow the waves eat another into oblivion. whisked together as the sun turns to us when she tires from her previous scene she livens at us.
do not anticipate until she bares full. do not hesitate until she kisses your iris to black. fly out to her and see if wings dissolve like we were told they would. see if you are dreaming discover if you are awake.
feel how close to death you are taste it, but swallow your presence. when she begins to melt you. remember that they told you that burns will ****. who told you the sun will ****** our home, when her end comes.
fear not. fear is your friend. the sun knows she can impale you so deep with radiance. but do not fear,
because last night was when you dreamt of the sun - and now is when she killed you. because you were too near.
to the dream. to follow them will thrill. and **** once you love them but what won't ****.
so visit the sun if you dream of her let your dreams burn you. end you because at least you tasted them.