A coral pink wave out there, waiting for me
Sea water puckering finger tips rough
Blowing hot air above, cold sand beneath
She sprawls before me and her sunset love
Give me your cosmic salve for my tired crown
Give me your lullaby for dreamless sleep
Give me your breeze to cool nightmares down
Give me your stars and their light to keep
Synthesise naloxone for my coma unwaked
Where Melas stirs his many-flavoured brew
Conjuring monsters wearing an intimate face
In a performance I swear blind was true
Flavoured fire in my belly or not, it seems
I still fight the war at every first charge
And seduce the battle smoke into my dreams
Still sounding Reveille from my funeral barge
Cast your shadow on my bed, and may your grace
Keep me from that bloodied, agonized drop
Tame the mare of the night and its hungry face
Breathe in the universe from the mountaintop.
@nepion_boreas17
