Scripture I
*Weave scarlet painted limbs with flamenco'd lucency;
Attire blazonedly ablaze sears spirit sand t'windows;
Nails as machƩte enigmatically puncture soul windows;
Damning sucker-punch frosts wilt vermillion blossoms;*
*Purity f'soulāintegrityāmocks proof f'resolve;
Ephemeral winds spiral'n megalophobia inducing columns;
Cyclones summoned by ethereal fluency. . .
They've become lost n'evanescence f'longing, scouts scourā
Ravenous ravines, searching for her trace once more . . .*