Emerging light, a twilight in strike,
The caressing soul, Like lofty whole,
Too soft for my lips,
Too hard for my heart,
like iron for earth,
My heart for you
The fire was amber ash,
I burned in it to know your ties,
Knowing that amber eyes became my home,
even if thousand lies distort those ties
The cold flames, frozen my pace,
even when I found you in place,
Your ash was my cure,
Too poisonous for those flames turned in my fury,
Your deceptive curse awakened the needy hatred
that invokes your destruction in lunar explosion,
Have i known this in deep,
I would have turned down the leap,
Now you awakened the creep,
With thorny hunts that clasp your heart,
The wounds i endured,
Was not on me, but within me,
Damaging my soul,
With a permanent mold,
The flames were nova’s,
That even iron became molten,
so did my heart,
So, what made halt,
your speculation or calculation,
your deception or perception,
Because none will benefit
for the restless soul of yours,