Medusa ... a very myth
A chant of night lovers around blazes
A bellibone who made cold the lips of ancients
A tribal she - demon who wandered
A beloved she - demon
Who blenched out from the Pandoras Amphora
An alienated heart
She is a vey alien one
She had braided hair
Deep luminous azury eyes
She is an enchanting she - demon
On the day they sighed about her
The Moral devouted women
Hated her boundlessly
Her aspect subsidenced to the deep
The souls which were made with maratha , transfixed with
fear
Aesthetic souls ran away
She hid inside wings
Detached forever
In a deaths beautiful paradise
Time passed
The light after shadow
Medusa is a sexual treasure
Of masculine patriots
Vibrant rainbow drew and died
In the sky above her
Stars fell down at nightfall
onto her
Birds sung to quitten her
Amidst Choreal Dances around her
Flming lips smiled a bit
The magician arrives
meanwhile
A mother lover who ran away from the mother
A soldier with a lion heart
A buddha ancestry expansionism inheritance
Baptised by lion blood
Holding the millet wand
The kiss of death and life
The gamboled lunar and the star
Faded away bit by bit
When the palmyras erupting
Ravens layed bo - leaves
The beautiful souls of dirty people
Smashed away
Ugly beauty withered
When the ravens kiss the sky
The lions on the earth lap
Sacrificed men in inquisitioned holiness
Xanthic robes soaked with half human blood
Medusa ... Beloved she - demon
The Magicians slave
The geisha of patriotism
The she - alchemist among lions
The one who sleeps on the xanthic robe
Among quitten bo - leaves
Looked with azury deep aspect
With genealogic earthly love
When foxes were trimming flower petals
Till the love comes
Till the quisling comes
අන්දෘස් සමග
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