Kristoffer Rakow comes to us from Sweden, a Scandinavian country sandwiched between Norway and Finland.

He is known as Irial on Allpoetry.com and can be found here:

http://allpoetry.com/Irial#

A Silver Morning

A silver morning drenched in dew

We lay there on the grassy plains

Gazing up into the skies

The wild stars blazing

Intergalactic fury

We lay there to rest our bones

From the midnight hunt

Our way

To chase the apathy away

To seek our infinite dreams

Sweaty you turned around

To face me with your lips

By the gods you were beautiful

We were destiny

Children of the eternal wild

Your pale body moved like

A swaying field in the wind

Mesmerizing my very presence 

Harmonic lust combining our souls

Echoes of our love 

Engraved in the roof of the world

We shattered the world that night

What came after was a bleak image 

An illusion of trust

Machine-made-lust

Fading from our minds like dust

Set free to explore 

With spirits entwined 

And with no regrets 

We left this world 

To seek

An endless cascade of infinite dreams

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