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Un w 👁r thy
Unworthy of my embrace, I set you free
Your tortured soul vanquished
To bow down in hopeful solicitude
Blinded by my reflection, deafened by my musings
My wishes consulted are now mere souvenirs
Cast asunder, broken
Allusions of noble thought scattered to the heavens
Thus to rain down upon your grace
A cesspool of your disgrace
Dishonoured, lost, without consort
May you wander in shameless torment
All reason undone shadowed in chaos
Until such time my leisure or divine tenor calls
And even then in high voice or thrall
May you find scant solace in such a fall
But let your skin as fine porcelain not taint
Rose petal lips cloistered in their appetites
The ripe infliction of joy your sweet taste
Engorged by such loveliness, your saline dews
Voluptuous to be savoured not free nor haste
Brow furrow not by brood nor complaint
Upon thy emerald gaze atop its resplendent stage
Alerting Queens as to your arrival
Transfixed they fall in behind your footsteps
As lesser ladies in…
