Alchemy of Lust

A Poem by Ascanius

I have come to swim
In your red veins again;

The song is silent
Among the twisted shadows.

Do not try to disturb the intensity
By following the common sounds;

The love will be more honest
If you let your feelings go.

A god's mirror is made to reborn
In which a goblet's fire isn't enough
To change your soul!

Words may fly
Around the dark crowd,

But the feather which writes the truth
Will give you the pleasure to live
A joyful night like this