Burn The Chariot Poem by Malaya Roses

Burn the Chariot
Malaya Roses © 2012

Darling you
Halt us here
Affection rain was long gone
Red lake of cold white winter
With you
Naked to reach the heaven
Seven infernos were the golden gated
Passion
Defeat me here
Pouring fear, death is always near
Nights are damnation
The wildest evil is raging
In me
Wrote the torment on the forsaken angel
Remembering the sways
Made to highest crest
In seven sins
Silent and bruises grasping
The lungs of lusty skinless love
Ripped me to the last breath
Sipping to meet a broken faith
Stab me; kill me, done with these cries
Slay me to seven hell
Burn the chariot
To reach the summer
I am your failure.

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