Can't see the light of beauty
I see a somber sun
I smell the flowers
I smell the sun
My words sustain in silence
My breath still talks to sirens
Upon a cross I see you, a diamond
Sun upon you
A pale crescendo beats you
I love you flesh I need you...
The dawn, alone, thinking of the things renain undone
A thought, grotesque, that is the name
Of my only fearless god
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