Dear Siren, I exist until I repeat ‘I need, I want, I crave’.
Desire is an art.
Transcendent redemption,
Fragment after fragment,
every moment is a Chameleon Temple.
Silent future ideology,
The deepest wine is for the ones
who hear their own primordial howl.
Dark genius,
Turn your Soul into a work of art,
dare to become your own exotic myth.
Melting depression,
Abstract art loves to discover something raw,
something never-felt-before.
Unexpected work of art,