Nether_Goldess Poem by Heli_Chop Serious 1164

Her sting projecting towards the north
Offensive-defensive stick figure anchored,
Eye for an eye is alias floating worth
The body state of Royalty Line vacant.

I wore a Spirit so warm like the tropics,
Complete purity offering a reinstate
Doing crypto on a 'balanced ideoglyph'
Like, 'New world order 360°'

'Talk to Atlas and It is touching'

Was behind that topiary
Spying you pushing the PS
You holding to the Madis touchy
Forgot my Qs and I fixated on sins.

Eye for an eye
Now it's me you watch
Mirrored like poetry
Am offensive-defensive,
Body-mind on five trials
You struck wet sprouts
Dripping calmly mellow
On your Patek Philippe.