For You - Now
A conglomerate of words that reach in to wrench out the heart
the lust, desire, the pain.
Condensation as the water flows and the minds body transfers from one space to the next
Soup.
Soup it's called.
A linguistic battle of warriors across time and space.
Love and faith, a tumultuous gift, delicately dancing across in script.
I thank the -White Wolf - acknowledgment incomparable to the phrases within the realm
I am struck
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