Nov 13, 2014
W.I.P
Digging deep Into the dark recesses, what I see Isn't mortal Flesh nor bone But a being of infinity Nurturing beauty embraces the urn of understanding, flames of passion engulfing, beastly horns defying humanity, golden eyes blinding Lips sewn shut in silence. This is the vision of my soul. A sight none other will behold, save through the whimpers of my core beckoning to life her fragile form She is wisdom in its glory All I seek, all I need, I plead are within me Silence. For enlightenment is not expressed in word but felt like warmth She burns. [Detour] Beautiful and incomplete There is more to her I yet see.. Gazing into complexity still so separated from she, Whom is me Silently Seeing... My soul as a being...