Poetry

They found it in the sleeping desert
wind swept arbitarys riding
molecules of so called fur
with wings like pegasus
mounting to the sun
my liquid friend
i will see you again
more than from just one vision
our matrimomy will rule
without the death of anything perculiar
no blood will be spilt
when we ride in your way
my beautiul desitiny
in your love i stay
and pray to your mentality
against this earth reality
i feel you within my skin
beating like you knew
it's where you've always been
tell me more
whisper me your plans
and we'll map them together
through out all of the descended lands.