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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice. There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger ( Rumi) She is an angelic Aphrodite, with thorns and thistles in her myrtle heart, disguised as a martyr veiled in burgundy blues, a savior in need of a lion armor. As the tainted world lured her to be the temptress of twilight, blindfolded by paper butterfly wings, handcuffed by porcelain pearls and lilac lace; she finds herself, searching for blood diamond truth to uncloak what grows beneath the orchid sun. She never promised that her peaking rays of spring would silence your storms. For she strolls obliviously, dressed in onyx winter, as she tastes of sinful summer evenings, wearing a crown of sublime sunflowers, too piercingly divine for unprepared eyes. She has constantly been shoved deep into an estuary of emotions, where turquoise ripples fade into blazing blue wisps of nothingness, among dimmed stars in the soul of midnight. If only she knew, not every spellbinding gaze meant "love" woven in threads of a thriving future; there’s always blistering agony brewing beneath constellations of fluttering gems, though she questions the silver light that radiates from the moon in her mind.
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