Euphoria

16 February 2013 No comments

this ancient necropolis
is my only bliss
my passion lay here
a sun as gold as Se-ti’s treasure
ruins old as a phoenix feather

if euphoria were a place
my euphoria would be here

these ancient pyramids
stand as they always did
my passion lay here
a life as long as the Blue Nile
spirits play their song all the while

if euphoria were a place
my euphoria would be here

an archaeologist making
his way into a withered
grave to unveil the secret
Triggers the undead masses
below and then Osiris
came out to whisper curses

memories plague his mind
in this place they used to shine
suffering from the blight
death is swift, he took his flight
prisoner of the past
now his soul escapes at last

she was like his own moon
her radiance to him was mesmerizing
even in his own death
her memory is on the horizon

like a nightingale
searching for the song
that only she could sing along
she’ll search for her lost love

he was like her own sun
his life revolving around her eyes
unlike the solar eclipse
love’s light is immune to disguise

like a nightingale
searching for the song
that only she could sing along
she’ll search for her lost love

She finds the text
holds it tight
as she escapes
into the light

this ancient necropolis
is my only bliss
my passion lay here

when euphoria was a place
his euphoria was here

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