Lost

To, you, the,

Explorer of space and time,

If ever you lost your way home-

Think of her, in ways

Only you can and she'll answer

In ways,only she can.

That muffled sound of her voice,

Could be the angel or the devil,blurting-

Ancient words of wisdom

Echoing like incantations.

As you bow down at her alter

Like a sinner, feel the embers

Rekindling, inside you

And reminding you of,

Stories forgotten and emotions, forbidden.

And should you doubt her,

Know this,she-

The priestess of your dreams-

Could tame oceans and briddle

The mightiest demons of the abyss.

Come, take my hand and enter my mind

I'll walk you through my gates of hell

As we reach the crescendo of my delusions

We'll fall together

In my crooked dimensions of desires

Hoping to grow wings along the way.