Chaotic prime

And in the instant, we touched and made.
A white pearl out in the sky,
Blue eyes shines like galaxies stars allied perfectively
Such beauty to be mistaken as preternatural.
Far to be a chaotic prime
A figure which in its shape
Is like a locked heart soon to break and shine.
Soon to become belonged to her savoir and merciful master.
And soon to be breaker of chastity.
A liar of lies and perfect beings made of plaster.
Lucifer enters the angels mind
And shows there true aberrant beauty.
Like bees and there flowers of honey
A perfect lie for a happy ending,
That was truly a good ending, for the last sullen.