one is the loneliest number
as the bottom of 250
when 15 created burn
wanton fire will consume
molten lava fills the resevoir
left naked roped and bound
as covered eyes gaze upon
the shadow metronome

tears will shelter counting fives
grins green and yellow red
the buzzing bee sings sweet
melody of self destruction
flesh on wood would bring again
the journey of beginnings
intense treasure peeks its head
with each loneliness of one

masks worn but never seen
the meridian draws near
writhing under pleasing
as one becomes half of all
downhill torments inside the clouds
limits heat expansion
take heed upon pandora
for in the box all hope remains

deciphoring is neded though I believe I am in a pretty good position to do just that! this is quite the reader pleaser rawr!

Difficult, but I got it!! Thanks much for sharing!!

hu huh hu huh uu huh she said naked uh uu huh huh uu

(((bastet)))

Very nice and teasingly beautiful.

flame ~ thank you, as always!

skpg ~

ky ~

faded ~ means alot, you're a kindred
soul

michael ~ i would call that success!