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The Essence of Time

Wrapped up
in her sacred beauty,
enfolded charms
a willing man would die for,

she keeps safe
from siege
the hunted prospect
of her heart

a flame
that meets her soul
and blazes
with an exponential gaze.

All of this,
her terrifying disclosures:
an aromatic evocativeness
a trembling hand

the rhythmic nature
of her warmth
and flowing predilections
for an inner-trancing,

how she
spelunks
in the catacombs
of mind.

And, herein,
reclusive,
she waits
for time

to test its walls
and show her that
which never
was at all.

I've half a mind
to bark and thrill
the citadel
and bring

the maiden
to the parapets
and ask
what if she falls.

runningturtle87
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