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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The sky sings soprano, spellbound by supernova flares, and I sigh ~ veiled in vengeance ~ pursuing cosmic conquest, hauntingly unafraid. I feed the vortex with vicious verses, bleeding into leading winds, salt-glazed passion gripping my pulse as light rests along midribs of merciful emerald, feathers blooming into blue-moon rarity, cloaking the cadence of my soul when my heart grows heavy with its hurt. I remain ... starved ... of sensuous sunlight ~ to photosynthesize my sphinx spirit, to chlorophyll my femme-fatale fragrance, vowing an oath to my muse: the steady twigs of living cosmos, the glistening gardens spilling across the guardians of galaxies, kissing inked essence with searing sparks that awaken my desire to dance through nocturnal night into dreaming dawns ~ an indomitable storm, too ferocious for cynical hands to worship. Still I stand ~ shameless ~ at the altar of adoration, where love becomes a painted promise defining the delicacy of my design. But why does it feel like a divine curse to perceive the tremors of time, to taste the tears of unseen rain, as empathy drains the empyrean from an enlightened intellect, and telepathic twilight trembles, breathless ~ blazed ~ baptized ~ beneath the weight I hold within my veins ~ for I feel every ray of darkness d e e p e r than your dusk could ever behold… O blue-rose, ethereal warmth, I am the chosen feeler, the zealous healer of wayward wanderers, seducing the quivering thorns of unquenched silence. I heed what the lips of the eyes cannot speak. I rise fully awake within this celestial transformation, where this fervent force stays dangerously unconcerned…
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