I loathe the shiny sand.
Sacking the tombs of your heroes and messiahs
Shanghaing, the dancing queen from the seraglio of your dreams
I reveal the sham eye, the sun of the liars, and offer you
A sculptured throne within the azure beams.
My flaming tiara, the sun of the night,
Dignifies the race of the strong, the race that has the sky for sea.
Devour with devotion what hinders my sigh
Ruthlessness worthy to all those whose breastbone is being creviced.
Eye & Editor: Me
Full view pls. The make-up is made like this , I did NOT used photo shop for nothing more than the contrast. Thank you !
Soon I'll start feature and reply to you, so just be patient some more, I promise !