see her.
swamped by the morality of time.
a spectre etched on a crystal ball,
fortune foretold and never forgotten.
a queen of hearts if not her own,
lust whos danger cannot be withdrawn
a spell upon her essence, tied to a feeling,
hope can never perish in water this deep.
the key to her mystery will never fit the lock.
gilded dreams of nights parallel have never been so close
to feel and to taste and smell the invisible
has become a pleasant scar upon the soul
now the twisted barbs of karma loosen their grip,
but not before the tide has passed.
can someone hear, the silent scream on her breath?
it will go unanswered because thats what she wants.
a never ending wonderland,a otherworldly retreat.
where death breathes life into the void.
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