Lethe

Here after the rush, gems, mines,
Wait for flesh to be crystallized.
Aroma of the asphodel,
Curse the air with an eluding spell.

Drink here from the river Lethe,
Dreams and doctrines abandoned.
Souls left to be subsumed,
See the grave under clearest blue.

Amethyst

Dionysian Shadows
Haunt with eyes of a Bengal.
Maiden fair, under cypress,
Cries her tears of amethyst.

Your ivory heart pours and cleanses mine,
Devouring the scars that have clawed my mind.
Maiden blessed with enduring love,
Let me follow through the vines above.

Tempter's blood, its allure,
Draws from lust the elixir.
Fruit of the vine,
Graze her crown so divine.

Your ivory heart pours and cleanses mine,
Purity melts within veins of wine.
Maiden borne in amaranth,
Forgive me, I am only a man.

Iron

Branches old

Into gold

Whispers, Fire

Fields conspire

Withered rose

Its joyous ghosts

Our blood of iron

Spurned by desire

Sown all our seeds

Fall feels our reach

Gardeners hands they tire

As the labyrinth grows higher

Branches sold

Into gold

Overthrow

The empty rose

Look the crown did fail

Arose from a lotus spell

Anew

Vesper

Evening

Unfurls its mouth

Provoking

The sinews of doubt

Queen of Night

A passing reign

Surrogate Pawn

In patience, its strength

In fate and faith

In the subtle moonlit sprawl

Reverberates

A path to be followed

A chaotic mass

Fluttering in dark

Through echoes

An order enforced

Cathedrals

Impose all their might

Egos

Obscure mine own sight

Evening

Cluttered hopes and sorrows

Reverberates

In chaotic moonlit sprawl

Ambregris

Blades of ink, outlast sand and sea
Within this beast, anchors stain the deep

Obelisk, to which I am enslaved
Tell me of wisdom, its escape

Black plague of expansion, power overruled
Your flesh to stone, a commoner left eschewed

Her pillars swallow, our hands from the gallows
Algol's eyes, blessed are the blind

Cloaked
Deceived
Consumed by grey amber

Hyacinth

Zephyr's passing kiss
Dials bloom begin
Again

Winds of winters gone
Pierce my light my sun
Again

Hold my brittle bones from underneath
In the earth is where my soul's blood shall sink
Your chariots of fire and flame scorch my sights
Our hyacinths from the ashes will rise into life

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