I saw him standing there beautiful
Petals stretched upward like the crown of a flame
His only conquest was that moment-
And for the moment to whisper his name
His bodice was ravaged in thorns
Driven from the inside to pierce his flesh
Yet still he did not falter
For he knew simply to exist- he had been blessed
I cry to the heavens
Plea to the moment's master
Offer my servant heart sincere
This is the vow I surrender-
Capture again within my breast the song of a thousand seas
Awaken the breath which dwells within the earth to seduce my humbled release
Replenish my heart to adore the divine, and allow me to taste the tears of sorrow
For these are the true privileges of the spirits purest wine
And the purpose of 'why' shall beseech my echo
Should the sands of time find pardon with me-
And favor my path with the laughter of her flame
Then I shan't neglect her precious simplicity-
Even if the blossoms which unfold refuse scent and turn away
And if the veil of the mid-day sun
No longer bids kisses upon my face
I only request that after my moment to love-
The whisper of my name shall never be erased
Allow me the strength to bare my thorns
And bleed my tears with perfect disdain
For these tribulations shall be the hours of my blessed lore
When I stand as a rose- and my crown is proclaim'd
I saw him standing there beautiful
Petals stretched upward like the crown of a flame
His only conquest was that moment-
And for the moment to whisper his name
His bodice was ravaged in thorns
Driven from the inside to pierce his flesh
Yet still he did not falter
For he knew simply to exist- he had been blessed
