Paraíso

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The final phase awaits beyond the shadows, at Paraíso’s iron gates.
All the existential questions forgotten tomorrow, erased by the Fates.
How never wanton the synergy of bliss, however divine their embrace.
Once entered, he understood… that paradise is a feeling, not a place.

Whatever chance decides to bring,
They bathe in the eternal Spring.
Sweet solace in every last kiss,
Soever they remain, sublime bliss.
Whoever dares enter that beyond,
Ever forth beckons our sacred bond.

Dear sweet nothings, will you whisper to me for eternity?
All suffering wants nothing, chaos, netherworld nirvana.
May I please have more? Nascent feeling of our infinity?
Endless gratitude, each last paradise. Dear sweet Madonna.