Her saline tears condense through snow
In pyroclastic lava flows,
Which kiss the sea in vents of steam,
Erasing clouds of misery.
Transcending death, she holds the key,
Through psychic waves of symmetry.
The light that blinds her soul eclipse,
Is dancing through her fingertips.
Her Neptune eyes in shades of blue,
Beneath the gates of Xanadu;
In corridors of granite tombs,
The zeitgeist of a truth renewed.
Synaptic sparks a storm of fusion.
Thunder cracks a grand illusion.
Perception rains, the mind undimmed,
Escaping voids through solar wind.
Refraction yields the last sunrise,
Bending light through earth's demise.
Collapsing stars in ancient time,
Twin Souls align this paradigm.
Eden ends in affirmation.
The tolling bell of all creation.