In my soul the fire grows >:)

The deafening light of Aphrodite
swallows my blood essence :D

In between translucent raindrops I dodge and swerve,
battling the demons that ravage my blood essence :P

Drip. Drip. Splash. Sploosh. The knight of
Eight castles brings me good cheer 8)

Ten thousand wishes fall out of my heart <:[

As a summer sun sings it’s winter song o_O

Parenthesis lunge at my face, they suck like a leech
On cheekbones of grace :}

The end? Or not the end? :/
Is the end an end? Is a the a the? :\

Can ravaging lions mate, springing me forth from
Their lion vaginas? 8O—-