Sun Golden, Aurora

The vibrancy that encompasses the evening sky, which speaks of your benevolence, does so in a way, so painted, thus majestic
A collision belonging to an accelerated beauty, and a dimensional awe, merges with the twilight…courting the atmosphere thereof, thy essence
You, a drifting element made merry among the hands holding dearly, a sun golden epiphany…Look beloved, sovereignty lies unbroken, but begotten

Blooming brightly amidst an atomic blight, eloping with a foretold destiny, finding excitement throughout fate, becoming infatuated by polar lights
Divinity’s insight bearing surely a crystallized euphoria…Willfully for an eternity, magnetically, have we adored such a deity

Your name spoke vividly… Aurora…

A whispering prophecy murmuring, echoing images regarding a bejeweled nova, tantalizing this dull nature gripping thy hemispheres
And the stratosphere heliocentric to your spirit…the dawn’s ethereal spine…heaven’s veil, therefore an embedded wonder unto the eyes of man
Forgive me as I attempt to personify symmetry, glamour and gleam, polished as for a time, illuminating what has been persuasively amplified
A kiss upon the world and upon the moon, so forth say to the stars… each quaking to the sounds emanating from your incandescent tune

Lovely are your lips as they caress lost lilies living simply to a admire your bloom, something cosmic, hued forever and seemingly ever ultraviolet
Sweet Violet, is what I may sometimes call you, for without you… the earth at times can tend to tilt a bit blue …hence
Vital is to be our salvation, and consequently, to just forget you lies to be a sinful sinsation, yet who, but who would forsake a goddess in view

Certainly, even a cretin could not make himself out to be such a lackluster fool

However, dumbfounded have we all definitely become…
Fantasizing thereupon, an angelic creed boosting blissfully the grace of a wayward God
An acute impression conveying naturally thy amnesty… towards those mistakenly sightless…The favor is mine as I worship thee in thine palace

Submit to the borealis, a known splendid paralyses, suspended lavishly, as to deviate the functionality regarding a riven time
My, My,  I will say that I am obviously mesmerised, justly at my core at a compromise, that I would frankly idolize your easy spring complexion

Ionized against the constellations… a palette found infused and drawn together to an ethos sitting amongst my ecliptic heart
A forbidden transitions cultivating an omni-present lux, so forth a herald to photons, intimately pulsating, fornacating with an arcing phenomenon
Thy ecstasy, an empyreal lust, a delicate mosaic outlined in stardust, adhering to the universal empress dress in a wedded gilded trust
The mythos, a diamond front, immortalized plus, she a bellatrix logically possesses the firmament in flux, potentially it is all perchance
More so, happenstance, that I am to witness a gate of pearls mimicking your embellishment, truly elaborate, everlasting ergo immaculate

Words to scorch the high heavens…a vision so instilled among all angels, a gem gifted, a jewel, a benevolent beacon, again I invoke thy name

…Aurora

– Renee Verona

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