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Defying the Omen

 
Faith is both an honor and a curse
As your hand rests upon my ethos,  
Mouthing of silent devotions first,  
Supplicant in your fever's Eros.  
 
To summon the balance of portent  
From scarab oracles' age'ed stay,  
That has you bargain for a life's rent  
Of always, only just one more day__  
 
For an urn of emblazoned frescoes,  
With processions of bulls, and of maids,  
Filled e'er white with ashes bright as bone;  
Earnest to the marrow, it ne'er fades.
 
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published | Edited 23rd May 2018
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