Liminial melancholy

With circling cars in roundabouts and hell's fire on the loose The heaven's door on the clouds a game with all exists to choose a one-way road with no end in sight is this the only sun radiating light mother nature comes bearing gifts but some flowers wither without will a guiding hand for a spirit lift the same hand deciding to kill yet destined to walk to line believing there's only one cloud nine when the sun will rise from the west and the earth resists to move I search for the nebula in your chest with a heart willing to soothe In this galaxy of a trillion stars our next rendezvous on Mars the souls we bear entangled in chaos a heart aches crying in ocean's echos calling out a promise in a long forgotten time claiming the throne as a witness in my crime Will you remember the rhythm of the waves that reveals a new realm in your veins perchance, a world he and she saves with their blood bleeding in the rain As the plants grow and heal the remains turn brown and peal with every rising lunar cycle I will not forget him, my miracle