Droplets of fire...

Drops of fire that ascend from the ground,
They defeat gravity with their deception,
They forgot the illusions caused by sound,
They go beyond their reflection...

Why did you think I'd be left behind?
Why did you think you were the only one with the shield?
We are all slaves of our mind,
Of my master, I got the best I could yield...

As I dream to sail in molten silver,
In a ship so secure,
An endeavour to tackle a viscous river,
After all, they are liquids so pure...

The rails have gathered rust,
They have borne the weight,
They are the ones who are denied love,
They are the ones who are cursed with a turn of fate...

Run through tender red flowers,
They are the key to olfactory pleasure,
You'll find thorns like ours,
This delirium you call leisure...

There's a path I call my road,
There are words I call my wheel,
There is a moonlit highway where there occurs the fusing of the souls,
There's an energy created I call zeal.

I have been caressed with the signals of fate,
The whisper of magic,
After years on the perimeter I've entered the gate,
I have been embraced by sublimely worshipped ink...

The locks of fire vanquished the world,
Did you feel the whisk of its drops,
The drops were motile with a stronger whirl,
Gravity was mocked...

There was a battle between the lucid and the fire,
The fire won to create a gleam,
The fire stood by its desire,
For my friend, you can't limit a dream.

Within the air of lucidity,
There was an arc which was the sheild of dreams,
There were drops that decieved gravity,
These drops united to create tyhe brightest gleam...

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