17 Decembre 2006

To the world
hear me now
lioness with ember eyes
the dawn will break with my roar

feel this flesh
seared by space and sun
limits of the sky and the bonds that lie
this is the body that knows none

touch of dark
in the way age knows
light is tenfold treacherous
to tip the scales, I slight in both

Hunt for me
I scour but famish never of hunger
rampant, fervor of life
my soul, my loyal traveler

Anticipate intensely
I will bare that which bares me
engorge upon the mass
succumb and I will become