Via

Write me off, I'm going south for the year So take me there, off the map, That no one else could scale. You sat me down, showed me the aeriels that resonate the skies In between the visual lines, encompassing pines In the greenery commons Is it pressed in a book A history unknown An isle of concentrated mineral In elapsed time Directions to locate the fountain of karats The sight of gold. They sat me down on a point And my eyes looked up in texture The illuminating brim A solid trilogy circle Embedded in the rock orbital When I'm gone you know where you find me: here. It was immaculate in its beauty A thousand words could never describe the colored brights Forever, to a shore, Where you can dig the earth and let it run through your hands. As deep as it will glow We savored the last hour with the turning of the sun. A visual shrine Existing with electronic lines An inseparable sign Intertwined with the corkscrewed Manifested woman In front of me, toxicity In front of me, she barely stood Take me there. It was immaculate in its beauty a thousand words Could never describe the colored brights Forever, to a shore.