The New Year

I sit in my room

A room filled with talismans, memories,

and pure matter

The universe is mine here

An amaranthine door waiting for its key

Four walls shaping the one captive

This is at still a psychical place

Power held by no one, to truly enter

I am sacred here.

The company held is pleasant

The Angel of Love is presiding over my dreams

I beg, please adhere to my aspirations

Show the Moon that I am her servant

One bound by Heart and Soul

An inevitable destiny

Plea to the Moon

Beg for her solace.

The inscribed coin shall flip

The Divine Entities have called out to me since innocence

Now I hear

I implore, grant me my wings

Obsidian to mirror Lilith’s Black Moon

The stars will held in my eyes.

Euphoria

I will fly straight into the Sun

Jupiter

Love asked me to do so

Saturn

I think I’m almost there