At mid northern lattitude,
A time when solitude captured all sighs in farest of universes.
Between silent stars, Amidst clouds where sun paints an aura,
Iridescent. My sibling from atlantean skies unfolded his wings.
He opened his eyes for the very first time.
Immortal melody birthed itself. Souls from afterwolds hymned in tune.
Rotating, revealing geographic coordinates of Love
Cupid sharpened his spears, from within a place in nihilistic nebula,
He aimed at just the space in and between our hearts which were to meet.
Igniting our eyes, our spirits, our hands. Feeling frequencies electro magnetised.
Soothing, flooding, faint, opening, benevolent
Growing, healing, compassed,
Lushious, ravenous, sensual streams
Boiling, ascending, changing
Foul, destructive, dead
Sometimes cupid's tongue was toxic
Vulturous , vigil, and without mercy
I have lived many lives, trying to find the hyroglyphs of Venus
Through all the ache, I know Cupid has one arrow saved for me
One day I will lay my head against my lover's chest
Kin will whisper through all pores
Salving Ishtar, orbital ignite
Written by AEMelia564
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