Friday, 8 July 2011

À travers les couches de ciel qui sépare nos âmes

Like an Ariel roaring, all claws and teeth, it pounces
And with the majesty of the deep blue sea pushing forward from the center of the Earth,
Cursed with the slumped shoulders of a titan, lava limping and lunging it's weight
Over the hill- the clouds rise and roll towards us, cloaked in a fushia elixir.

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