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        On a misty mountaintop, 
where eagles guard the skies, a priestess awaits, 
like a pacing dragon,
her lover's gaze to stair upon like a tiger from a pit, 
her wait become but shadows on the cliffs, closed interdimensional floodgates of 
a cursed Parthenon 
a coliseum with lions roaming within it.
She climbs the heights of her imagination 
to scale harmonic embrace 
perihelion and feels a fashion 
of her hands rush upon his face, 
her spell to again ensare him, 
epicliptic-spasms in braille, ink of Sheole, 
quenched with the magics to rein in, to reign upon 
and loose her from unsprung well.
Hope's forbidden sin to know.
Spring in the midst of times grow.
Longing shadows silhouette with the sun, 
Cascades a prism, anticipation a temp prison 
for the moment for her heart, as it paces, it melts 
the virgin snows.
Then there he was, shining full like the dawn, 
a scrawny but beautiful weed in his hands, 
never to leave her alone again. 

Her joy reflects her resolve the little fool, just look at his dooteedoo walk. "I am gonna own this one".


SHORT VERSION

Asmodean Shade
Wears the night like a tart's slip
Lights out, turning on

Vamp fantasia
Pulls drawstring tight like a noose
Drops camesole loose

Basks in the sirens
Radiates interferon
Quantum epsilon




On a misty mountaintop, where eagles guard the skies, a priestess awaits her lover's gaze. Entrancing him with her beauty and grace, love's master plan unveils to embrace.

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