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Silk-Fire and Arctic-Air
I'm silk-fire, curled in emblazoned quartz horizons, Of aurous equator, rising in smoke as a secular bird, From own fossil-ashes, flying to distant honey-shores, scarlet spun, Stretching across merlot crusts of earth, like a coal-storm, sobered Yet, my heart is not a silent sandstone, flaming with rage, It whispers to my Mon Cherie, my arctic air, In dialects of redolent romance, midst ethers of space, And he, who fuels my glory by igniting spirit, emerges in graphite flares Our skies are not sketched with rose-gold glitters, Rushing in a black-horse's symphony, crashing porcelain herbs, We paint universe in ruins of lead and metallic cinders, Me and arctic air, breathe as one in thunderous heartbeats of reverb; Orbiting in jade bonfires of ornamented redwood, While cradling wrath in crimson vineyards, Has any nurtured offspring of starburst hope withstood, If our eclipsed union is a toxic twinkle upon sacred lotus' haven-yarns?
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