Arroz Dourado

what else is there? left behind, I'm here. waiting patiently for the power of emotions to be gone I'm done, I swear

The shrines that coexist in the present Are catalysts of the sun's divinity Spiraling up above the heads and hearts A range of emotions filled with infinity Senses and scents coming to fruition Signaling spectrum of vibrant beauty An army of smiles, expressions, and gestures Lined up on a thread called empathy Risky as it seems connection is a need Product of a soul which branches are trusty Mindless behavior regarding this magic Ends up with a melody mediocre and bleedy The present is a moment of sunrises and stars