Flaring Flame
Flaring Flame


It's not perfect time to fly
Or walk towards the fire that fry
Climeless clouds glide to gluttony
Submerge and swell in rain mutiny
Look the spark as you that divine
Free within rather in lock spine
Fullest feathers glare nest to rest
Crave then desire with ultimate crest
Spin remorseless allying Stout spirit
Grind every behind that rug and unfit
Engrossed eternity instead frail in peril
Lore to cure hearts covetous shrill
Sage as wage nor servent or swing serpent
Sun thy soul glint of flaring flame