Flooded lungs. Pale parts, loom.
Don't worry, your soil will need the water,
Laboured pump, Crushed heart.
Nevertheless, with you, a redemption,
Aching body. One last breath.
You will defy divinity, and beautify,
Dry eyes, thin shrunken skin.
Starred in a perishable gloomy world -
In the original sin.
Lids closed. Veins calmed.
The redness turned into dark blue,
A rose growing into delphinium.
She was their life-giving dew.
Hyperventilation. Reared begs.
"For them, let me live. Let me raise,
Wet floor. Screams around.
Mumbling in an arcade of life or theft,
But, here comes the hound.
A mortuary. Coldness penetrate.
"Sirens proclaimed its honor,
Rhymed with shluddering mayday".
She's now at god's holy bay.
A cemetery. Viscous worms.
Suffer to cuddle brides, crawl in thorns,
In the valley of eternal thrones.