King of the Southern Cross
My feet are wings of tornado
When I miss you I wear them
Flying to the musky milk way
To ordinate your embossed vision
Grown stars gauzing nights
Your prized forth is the mantle of recto
let’s go, we re keeper of the milkyway
Again again ever forever as your vision
Night after night wings of versos You know we made our kingdom
You are my king ever forever
The King of Southern Cross
I am every ports in your milkyway
Whistling moonlight in your face
Softly softly lifting your sleep
Beside you I lay my longings
My heart slips into your arms
Shines spills tear beams your face
Moonlight bestow tearful joy Whisper, I whisper you again again
Love is forever lone and wild
It is woeful rusty sailor songs Lets stables stars listen your rejoice
My breasted dazzling burning sea
Anchored your warm soft skin
Childlike smile, delightfully rapture dribbling clayed in wild lavas Night opens pomegranate flesh
Cracks silvery plate a seeding ritual
Moon ride strings her silvery planet
Stars blooms white red fragrant
We adorn a kingdom of Milky Way
Rolling the Southern Cross throne Sultry wicked golden sea is mercury Rooting naked gleaming stars
Unfold golden seed for your road
Winged sphere for your contoured ace Step by step to the Milky Way altar
Kindles your ascend vast vision
Your virtuoso integral lay opens as
Bountiful silver framed crimson fruits
Serve sanguine reverence for your path
Love is so dubious so advantageous
Nostalgic branded aching agonies
Mastering your own path for the rite
Reborn as prosperous axles
Love collets nightly effort
Never fleeting or sacrificial ritual
It is a wholesome pilgrimage as Your words are charted concluded sky
Conceded constellation of the maps
Laced with deeply punctured calculation
Gallant autumn in anklet deep golden boots
Hooded dwelling at the milkyway bridge
Attains, the King of Southern Cross
As the reasoned of thrice, inspire!
Our voiced season never tumble
10:39am 9/02/08
5:47:53 AM
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