sacred blood.

spilled from time
the cup empties its lot
life lived
time gone

open her eyes
and fill with flowers
heaven will take
heaven will give

burn the form
release the soul
karma flies
tell no lies

stroll the palace
of kings gone
enter the temple
royal to all

climb the steps
kneel the heart
in prayer to her
life gone

a fly on the wall
or a messenger receiving notice
pictures taken
sights experienced

separate the heart
from the red river
of sacred blood
offered by rhyme.


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