We love like heaven,
Touching the
Ever changing stars
To-night will keep us
As one.


The Liquid Angel
The Music of the Spheres
Art that is Limitless.)
The Incantations.
Through the Looking Glass
Close to Me
Sign in Blood?
Recoil
Mesh


Salvation

Salvation

Empty arms reaching
to a sky that opens
and reveals nothing.

The prayer of a lifetime
offered up,
with this last strength
to go on. . .

The words
fall into the vacuum
of space.

Forever lost-
this paradise.

Angels that whispered
in the night
have long since fallen
melting into a
puddle of
non-existence.

The dream of salvation
was only that.

False hope
in a world that
needed . . .
. . . something to believe in . . .

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