Heart of hiraeth, Bathed in honey-blush kiss, Hear me heal, Meet this sorceress soul you miss. When the handwritten rose stars weep, I bloom, With the ink of iris, Weaving webs of doom. Breathe... eclipse-glazed moon, My muse, as we bleed, Be the last balm For forlorn fates that heed. Close your eyes, Surrender to the caramel calmness, Till those maple lifelines rest, Lovelorn, with scarred rustiness. Let this poet's pulse rip my ribs To feel your ruby embers, And I will always spell The sixth sense of soulful September. As autumn burns On the bones of the sky, The veins of lightning Veil my lips with a lie. Through the dusk-foliage Where intuitions dwell deep, Scarlet fairies flicker with faith To let leaves sleep. O phoenix sun, You'll let the fire of luck flow, As the bronze heat of hate wanes In your garnet glow. Because beauty is a bane Born to die, With warm Icarus wings, I seethe to sigh. Close your eyes, Surrender to the caramel calmness, Till those maple lifelines rest, Lovelorn, with scarred rustiness. Let this poet's pulse rip my ribs To feel your ruby embers, And I will always spell The sixth sense of soulful September. So sing with me... The sunset of a fallen season, Promise me ~ you'll remember This rhythm of reason. Sing with me... (sing with me) As the season falls away... (away...) Close your eyes, Surrender to the caramel calmness, Till those maple lifelines rest, Lovelorn, with scarred rustiness. Let this poet's pulse rip my ribs To feel your ruby embers, And I will always spell The sixth sense of soulful September. Soulful September... (always spell it) Caramel calmness... let it rest... (September...) (Let it rest...)
