Vermilion

Brushed by the creek, light beckons our fuchsia to rise

Fissures against sole vermilion shine

Is she sojourner

To your vital earth?

Elise, let your hair down

Elise, don't you put me down

Oh Elise

The land bears her viscera, but we are still villeins

Her presence doth edify, bask in the shade of her monuments

Please, I am your child

Her violet heart sweetens, colors your blood

Her amber eyes reflect the aura of dawn

Please, Please

Artifice

Do your veins know of the golden age?
Does your blood run to Saturn?

Stones compound
Obscure Opal
Fear seeps in
Into our sin

Do her roots, in your heart, protrude?
Can you share the fruits she bears?

Cassia in our soul
Rabbits into the cauldron
Of artifice
Our sacrifice