To the Angel in Iris

Among the nights I was in your dream,

Would take this mantle,

To preserve the lost, and heal the fallen?

My dearest angel from the violet cosmos,

May the glorious kingdoms bloom in your name,

Why would you abandon me,

The boy of your covenant?

 As I was the constant,

To not yield to the times,

To not mature to something less,

To not embrace the temptation derived from it,

As I can never mature into something more,

As I am eternally constant,

Why would you abandon this dream,

Scribed into the stones of Rosetta?

May the kingdoms paint by your iris aura,

May the mandalas of the rainbow finally reach your dream,

The cosmic violet not observed on earth,

The rarest color is the sigma of your virtue.

As I choose to stay a forever joyful,

As the life cannot force me into submission,

The great personal liberation,

To stay a boy and imbibing from mimir’s fountain,

Toasting the nectar of fiery lotus to my dear.

Would you descend from deepest yet brightest mauve,

To enjoy the life of us once more,

The life less than a pri…