The Roses of Heliogabalus.

We are the guests,
those who've been smothered by the flowers of death;
sensual beauty, lust and desire
corruption, and
false sweet-scented demise.

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When I don't write, I play. With music, nature, or and the beautiful lovebird.

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non-heather, storyteller, alter, your every day stranger.
elated, contented, shifted, aging fine like a wine; better with age
but above all,
survived.


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268/365.

We were just two lovers.

No alibi, I was alone with the love of my life, who got the glitter for skin.
My radiant beam in the night.

"I don't need no light to see you shine. It's your golden hour."

Glow on the face, a glorious look on the eyes, the solar power.
Oh, it's an angel of the light.
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