What we are, I do not worry.
Breathe it in,
Relentless, full stop.
Die until the top,
Forte from famine.

Vibrational energies,
See them peak,
In her iris,
Moving like a virus.
Locked in synchrony

Behind his back,
Will kill us both.
But on an oath,
Remain intact.

I am unable to be sorry.
Distant intentions,
It's her imprefections.
What I am, I do not worry.

Love, you need not hurry.
May be far from innocent,
Still, a goddess accent.
What we see, still seems blurry.

We lean into the wind.
All we do is win

© Snowing Pluto