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Tantra by Alex Grey ©

The moon,

crystalline,

she will not talk to me about anything tonight,

lying dead,

solitary,

silent,

looking at me and smiling...

she wants me to cry, but I will not...

I have my reasons to escape their mysterious desires,

they filled with charming aromas!!

Adorn my hands of multi-colors,

and they do shine a heart that was tired,

just with a smile¡

I have my reasons

to breath¡

Cruelty moon,

cruelty melodies...

I have my reasons

to being...

to drink from a spring

that was dry before...

Dont smiled like that,

now you weep for me... for me

and get away with that!!!

Beautiful moon,

with the 'pixie Spes' on you,

show me kindness¡¡

and refreshes the rigid memory...

The Path of light

is always there...

Just give me the love

between the trees that adorn this path

and leave me with my reasons above

and inside...

crystalline,

contemplative and

magical moon...

Shall I get this secret desire?