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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