Regina Rose A Pink Nex Poem by James McLain

Regina Rose a Pink Nex,
Ordo men tumbus volturius vultus row.
Centurians puter ut nemorosus centuries curvus.
Lux lucis primoris placitum ut telum Pierce.
Curtus mons montis promontorium brevis spiritus in tumulosus.
Pugna pitch atrum niger turba eyes operor nutritor.
Rutilus runs ex sand sursum manus manus amo vicis.
Scepter exspecto suus incohare exuro est terra.

Queen Rose a Pink Death,
Ranked men tumble vultures look the row.
Centurians crumble as wooden centuries bent.
Light first accords as arrows Pierce...
Shorter mountain peaks short breath on hill....
Battles pitch dark black crows eyes to feed.....
Red runs from sand up hand like time....
Scepter waits her turn to burn on land...