Death Remembers Me...

Death remembers me
Sometimes it embraces me to his pinion,

Its midnight
Black fumes emitting from
the lovers corner,

Sometimes my lyrics redden
my forlorn spectacles,
my eye- kissed fantasies.

The wild jack bursts,
And I draw an evening portrait
of moonish showers
to the chant of demon- lovers,

I love to fly over time blindly
to have a sight of,
By then my screen may be blocked
with the syllabus of love…