Impotent Passion...

Did she retire her love... cast into the shadows... this significant denial... her world of dreams... ...her world of desire... placed delicately into... the all unassuming state of involuntary convalescence... His world contrived of impure thoughts, lingers motionless... the chemical after thought... raised a warranted salute... She now succeeds through her art, and slips through the passages of consoled literature... Her inner spark demure... without confrontation... She will lead him back to a timeless love... her repertoire un fledging... for she selvaged her passion... For her pure desire was her truth... His impotent passion... swallowed in her digression... confusion well read stimulus... sharp as a bullet-blunt as a knife... ...Her commitment to her love ...Her world without strife...