Blending flesh,
Summon the stars
The moon smiles
To a breath of joy
Titans collide,
To feast with no mind of tomorrow
When only the now exists
A moment can't be spoiled
A song played gels
When the soul cools
Amidst a touch
Revelation of desires pouched
Nerves in galaxy of joy
Blood streams feed the souls
In between a bond born
Risen is the Eden craft
Hush, dear, song complete
Sing when the beak drills
Let the well quenches
A throat so dry
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