The soul has much to say
Epic...
Utter dominion
splits
infinite weakness
Over
and
over
Your sensuous
overtures
Delicate...ethereal
Feeling your skin
ascend
then plunge
Such is the power
within
these fingertips
Bold truth
or
inherited curse?
Peculiar
soul
Softly feral
Wandering
this
exquisite land
Discerning
heights
unknown
I can
take
you there
Question is...
do you
want
to return?
Let
it
go
Everything
you thought
to be real
Succumb
to the
feeling
It exist
for
a reason
As
do
I
Virtuous
parasite
without peer
My hunger
sated
by you
and
you
alone
Our saga
is
without end
Evermore
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