Lucky 8

A providence revelation or just a physical sensation?  
Conducting, orchestrating the heart set blazing for her 
Kindling the light, the holy angel’s paragon allure           
My charisma, to my discomfort fell to an argumentation 
As Atlas upholds the skies and the sands amass, spur pass the seasons   
Befallen the pulchritude figure of eight moons ago   
Musically adore mirrored by the fire’s afterglow       
Yet, anon in my shadow moments endure, for my timorous reasons   
  
  
July 17, 2018   Updated 5/14/2019


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Contest Lucky 8 
1.) Revelation   
2.) Pulchritude   
3.) Adore   
4.) Discomfort    
5.) Paragon   
6.) Charisma   
7.) Blazing  
8.) Eight

lonelylost lovei do not know?

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