Afternoon Spell
Fleeting memories encounter vague enchanted pleasures at the bottom of the minds well.
Their delicate everchanging existence intoxicates the huanted headspace in which they dwell.
Images infiltrate an insatiable conscience where fools invent necessity and cry superficial tears.
Momentary merciless passion commands the heart to kiss fantastical desire with lips that never tell.
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