at first,  I embraced euphoria
the overwhelming desire of being free
seeing the skies so stunning
hearing the rhapsodic humming of birds
such as that,  I roamed halcyon earth
but deep down,  I hanker for passion
found a person who gave so much memories -
the blazing heat that touches my skin;
whenever I shred,
there's she who filled the emptiness
then I started feeling so alive;
as she stares at my lovely eyes
as she unravels my clothes --
and starts making love
As I gasped for air and fell inlove with pain
the morose agonies was my light
and paradise became my darkness
whereas,  my demons were placid,
it possessed me for I embraced their torture
and started feeling so euphoric in pain
I can feel the promise of pain
that she won't leave, she will stay.

Her name is Scarlet,
a beautiful rose.
She is like poetry,
and not prose.

Beside the streetlight,
glowing of amber.
With her iconic coat,
she starts to wander.

Her heart is ablaze,
like a dancing inferno.
Thrilled with adventure,
and euphoria for tomorrow.

A staircase to nowhere,
and she runs high.
Fearing the unknown,
but still choosing to fly.

Beyond the veil:
a gateway to time.
Marvelous and profound,
it was celestial with rhyme.

And her name is Scarlet,
a beautiful rose.
A mystery from the stars,
and from there she goes.

Heavens lament,
lest they find what drunkeness suits them best,
and be called happy.