i will take you with me,
and you will be the queen,
of such unpronounceable wickedness,
filled with fabrics of gold and marble,
in your impeccable seat,
atop the best pantheon from this gloomy and blackened graveyard,
your palace...

i will take you with me,
pale-skinned princess,
to where the demons play violins,
and they delight in the immense pleasure of sorrow,
you will walk with me through the gardens of Simurgh,
and when you face its eyes, which are also mine,
and the vermilion ambrosia that is my snowy soul,
will drip like the source full of death and life it is,
you will drink my long-awaited lady,
oh how shall you drink!...

i will take you with me,
in the distance,
where the air catches fire,
shook by faint notes of ancient pyrophones,
and my claws will rest on the leathers of your dress,
to slowly go up your back and hair,
we shall allow the breeze to embrace us that night,
how much i long for that eternal kiss...

i will take you with me,
and we will write your name together,
i will lend you my strength,
in that tattered and dusty book of immortality,
in the perpetual and charred pages of an endless place,
where you will be forever,
my empress in her palace...

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Published on Monday, July 20, 2020.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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