Venus in Scorpio

 

The bat really flu in the moonlight,

Like anime vampires do,

And Jupiter followed as armor

While apples fell out of the blue.

The time to dive deep has emerged

And flooded, denying to see,

Stands pale, overwhelmed by old fears

The ghost of the fragmented me. 

Evading the basking of Venus,

I smile to the screens of content,

Emotions revolve, swirl to surface,

Designing the outer event.

The waters won't settle and clear,

They rumble the stones and the sand,

The season demands I get real,

The darkness is part of my land.

Inhabiting countless dimensions,

I may not remember sometimes 

The glory of taking too serious

The scent of material lies.

How could she distinguish the depth

To dive in appropriate ways,

When feelings reclaim to be felt

And whining takes place. 

Existence sounds easy to handle

While flowers love kissing the sun,

But under the frost of the night

Wind makes petals run.

My Venus, reach out for her fall!

And catch her, she fears the waves;

Intensely she cares for whatever

Emotions' gas fill in the space.

The feeling is claimed as big power,

No need to feed dragons with flames...

Let's ride them, my daughter, with roars,

And call them by names!

Dramatic soundscapes fill the air

By Pluto's inviting to dance,

To spin like the witches breathe fire,

Raging, consuming the trance. 

Unbound, dressed in shadows, I stand,

The bottom was rich as above,

I wanted to cry, but there's pearls,

In abyss too, Venus makes love.