i dodge, i wind, i intertwine
with yours
i make, i create, i mold
you into mine
i make love ryhmes
and we take strides
but
i break with acidic irony
and when your sunset
meets my lust
i run, i hide, i scream
i fight
for a different kind of sunrise
the rays are muderous
and this dark time is upon us or maybe
you saved this especially for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
muderous Rays.... Cancerr?