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Her Warmest Embrace

Spilling ink just to get through the night
Distorted thoughts rising to the surface
Sweetest muse marks me with her bite
Bringing desire and stoking my furnace

Sharing visions that bring a truthful urge
Wading in darkness while walking upright
Not knowing which version will emerge
Covered with shadows or bathing in light

She resides within my active imagination
Undressing wisdom with seductive grace
She leaves reason open to interpretation
Unlocking me with her warmest embrace
Written by DamianDeadLove (Damian DeadLove)
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Author's Note
Late night musing. I'm getting brave now I guess. This is kinda addictive. I can't believe I made my muse a woman. Yes I can believe it this write is a receipt. Appreciate you.

- Damian DeadLove

"Where is my love life?
Tell me, tell me
Where has it gone?
Somebody please please tell me what the hell is wrong"

- Prince  
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