Say, why don’t you at least ripple in the sand for a moment, let it sink in, let me, all the way in, or out, shadows and lies, the body is a temple and this is god's house, maybe I'm faster, a jet blaster, and a mouse girlfriend, who’s my best friend, and I’m just some guy who lives in this dude’s shed, such a creepy place, he's built in his mind, made of unnecessary considerations, and what a man would think of and dare to do, if he had an eternity to do it,

The devil whispering, just do it, but a kiss is a gateway drug, too easy, one thing then the next, nine months later, Julio was born, a daring young man, raised according to circumstance, generations and waves, pulling and pushing on, the world story in the distance, a child claiming to be a man,

Considerations and questions, the sun and the moon pulling string, where we landed, when the cookie crumbled, the age of our soul and the sturdiness of the container, the spirits filling our cup, what’s assigned to us,

I swear a vampire bit me yesterday, age and rotting blood, life and love, the dead turning in their graves, cursing themselves, for a life not lived,

So much sin, an ocean of reason, and a life the heavens dare to live,

Is any of it worth it, at most it's a reaction, chemicals clashing,

All a person should really want is to be happy and content, the heavens built us and the room we live in, honey in a jar, satisfied with who we are,

Virgins and broken seals, open doors, letting demons in, and the ghosts, the haunted echo of satisfied witch,

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The moon and a water lily, strings pull, dare to bite, her father watching,

Saturn and the moon of Lilith, blasphemy and the arrangement of the stars, consumed by flames, flesh being eaten,

Youth and old age, beauty and ugliness, such nasty dreams, drops of Jupiter, all over her face,

A universe eating, a reflection of the stars, we are but fishermen, gathering souls, and turning the dead, a part of the family, of whatever faith we believe in,

How stories are self-completing, and how in the same space, along the river of time, we hear ourselves, echoes of the future, the fae and the creatures of the abyss, and their interests,

What demons dare to do, and my heart beating under the mountain,

We are but men, and my blood flows just the same,

To think you're above the heavens is a delusion, pride has always been a sin, dare and be imprisoned on a mountain,

A bat or a vampire, Icarus reaching for the sun, stars hung in the sky, and the sin they're bearing,

Under the night, all that people dare to do, living on, in heaven's memory,

So many dreams, and echoes of the Souther Gentleman,

Roads along the depths of hell,

Does youth still exist,

Does a lily wait,

Deep in the valley,

To be pollinated,

By a willing bumblebee,

By men who feel the fire,

Hearts pumping and the flames of desire,

Does it hurt, bloody flower, the scent of satisfaction,

Wild deer and racing hearts, is it the time of the season,

Rippling water, she looks so inviting,

Head popping through a sweater,

Is it hot, bear the burden, plant a seed,

Just jump into the abyss,

Men and women,

Rites of passage...