Analysis of The Rain

We're diving into an arsonist dream
And grace has taken flight
Into the refuge of our sacrifice
Swept upon a whirlwind of divided ecstasies
Your beauty paints a canvas
A perfect mirage of disciplines
And surely I count your offering
As tithes to pay our way
Towards the deep where-
Liquid rubies drown the pilgrams of the world
The kindle crackles, split in two
The Geminis are broken
Falling into the reckless fury
And prideless uncertainty
And you make for Persphones' seas
While I burn in the fires of my pen
And find only comfort in the rain.