Passion reflections
Sparkling stars
in the mirror of vanity
thirteen Red Roses
my sweet, delightful
four nights Lover
following me
through fear, effort
your making of
my ignored pain
seeking the drops of
validation
My essence!
Nectar hard to conquer
transcended waves
little coral treasures
offerings,
to your altar of being
to be burned
like sweet incense
in favor of
temporal
ikamada
of a year two thousand and 1