Thrills, solely thrills and the thirsty

Orion, lying on the earth so muddy and free,

leaning on the cold and mystic rings

of Saturn,unknowingly incarnated from the

vindication, fate has entitled him to

entice and enchant the holy temple.

A gaze from Rhea and Dione that gently

gives a chill to his paralyzed and benign bone,

allowing celestial belt to be twisted though

years righteously kept it straight and steadfast.

Funny hypocrites mock and mourn while

recollecting the remnants of his old visage,

ignoring the wound in his wound but the love that

entangles him fearless with Hades but

nothing in his insane and brilliant mind would

depart him from a haven so forbidden but true.