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Darkly Divine

With raven hair, my heart she stole, this maiden of mine    
With whispers of grandeur, and the darkly divine
I've tasted her beauty, I've drank her potion  
"I'll make her mine!", What a wonderful notion  
   
In place of eyes were cosmic jewels    
That had entranced so many fools  
Mysterious her heart was still  
Upon the wind she moved, her own free will  
   
Her gentle voice caressed my soul  
Of new birth, my feelings a foal  
So let her and I ride into the night    
Both darkly divine, both out of sight
Written by ConsequentialChaos
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Author's Note
The poems title was inadvertently suggested to me by a fellow poet named deliabear.
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