Dragonrouge's Blog (6)

I come closer to your arms my tears needs your salted river slowly flowing under the meadows of heaven so when the day comes and it`s daylights I carve a moon from your darkness I embrace your room trying to cut the echoes of your silence for I need to approach my lips to your tears the only thing that can turn to blood and bring me back here Continue

the middle of the cyclone... feelings and the thoughts fighting... I try to stay in there as if this silence will protect me my related one, my swan-necked bird may be hit too by the raging air yellow water-lillies float on the billberry coloured lake spreading gold rings that anchor them I feel it`s midnight again... I float back in the void of my heart with her transparent shoe in one hand and a dead sun in the other I`d replace my eyes with her lips. Suddenly I have to hate all the light… Continue

two black suns I drowned in the ocean trying to walk the colossal scaffolding of ashes between our words we`re on a stage with those dilated seconds of blank that doesn`t repeat immortality in themselves the lines are broken by the labyrinth of matter we strive with each breath we`re on a stage with those dilated seconds of blank that butchered the audience leaving behind an empty heaven you send seductive harpies towards my senses reminding me of myself in return I kiss your Death on the m… Continue

at the time she abandoned me to myself my body took the shape of a nail simplifying the sensations decanting any reaction hoarding up the depths slowly preparing myself for the wave-length eternal sea leaving this last gasp(er?) on the walls of my vault and there I see him coming our imaginary son he, Altar, Ieronim, he the judge,he the hidden, with majestic wings floating towards me and he`s holding the scissors in his left hand *** the romanian version: carpacit pentru Naglfar la v… Continue

I`m ready now let love begin just take away the sin just take a way the chaos and the pain within just take it all away into your eyes and slip your small size suns into my palm to mark the way to change this inner flick to day the kings are on their knees, alas! and they are waiting for our bodies made of glass Continue

Astonished every time how the world is arranging itself inside of me. Wreckage of a shadow crushed from inside by All-highty's footsteps. In the deep emerald cavern the ascent of every breath is humming in emptiness, like the gurgling of some enormous throats. The juggler of dreams is armoring himself against his own chimera: he's tempting a shadow love, but from the canal, the tide brings him a love's shadow. I seem to be like the immense shore of the lagoon drowned by the ship's skeletons.… Continue