An erotic Alchemy

From where it burns spirals of exotic scents
Rose, sandal, jasmine, all kinds of incense
Aged fragrances only dreamed of once
Dragons do dream far beyond the sense
We make love on the dusty throne
Of a modern sodoma

Daylight has broken into a strange nostalgia
Night tired candles seem like two lovers
Melt in a embrace of conspiracy

Between us there is this strange chemistry
But would you die for me?
Would you die for what I've longed to be?

"Imperious, choleric, irascible, extreme in everything,
With a dissolute imagination of the like which has never been seen,
Atheistic to the point of fanaticism, there you have me in a nutshell
And kill me again or take me as I am,
For I shall not change"

Breed of a nameless force, origin of our sin
We are as large as gods, we are their tragedy
We are the four arms of the solar cross
Lightning in incredulous faces the flames of uthopy

Would you die for this?






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Holga, Ilford 400 SFX with red filter.