I, Of Carnage

SO MUCH AS IN LOVE

Heavens door remained open
Through the afternoon bright with life
I rest under green roofs, toppled
On each other so much as in love.
Thick skin yet tender is the moon
Tastes of red bean, hazel it gave to the mood
Lines as thin as a needle so silver,
Wafted warmth no varying than winter

I've known her as the lone-sage,
People sing and dance to her battles changed.
Mystery evolves at those sparkles of flames
Plum blossom lips, smile, grin away.
Not for me - lips not for me to see,
Never mine - sparkles or flames never mine
Grim she kowtows, March beside me
To battles won for her people but not for me.

Lightening echoes through the mirror lake,
Glasses shattered near my gaze
His majesty, why the sudden commotion?
Never can I battle against your emotions
Lost, deeply questioned I am
Bowing yet pretentiouse my yield
Raging beasts, jade emperors of fabric
I do not dare to raise ahead a minute.

At hunts the prey bates breathing
So is the beast who's glaring
Both hearts raise and plunder so fast
Like how yours could be heard from afar
Your highness, please spare ,the eyes
Burning in lust drinking off of life
Nothing am I capable to do,
When you say - " I never not wanted you."

I never not want you
They never can have you
Starting off this spurr of day,
You'll be mine blossoms and flames.