Sanctuary Superlative -
I found Your verses,
warm violet wet in ashes curled,
frozen velvet cry,
atop a low puddle of love's pain tears,
held in a silver censer we've ignited
whispers of desire in,
now cradling delicate love notes
of caligraphied kisses
that impatiently atomize
with silent sorrow
through my disbelieving fingertips,
I slowly bring the page petals
to my pausing mouth,
I taste Your truth,
ink of inflamed obsession
soaking my tongue with a sting
of how I hurt You
into a quaking rage,
an unintended flirtation,
a subtle suspicion exploding
into an awful intrigue,
in the hot moment you felt
dispossessed of absolute devotion,
as a woman in love pure
You lashed your body, to punish Me,
and also, to convince yourself
that this passion has true meaning,
Self harm hysteria bringing the feeling
into the heart core,
Trapped in Your pulse
like a virgin light in a black magic diamond
You reveal to Me the full spectrum
of love war,
the infernal intensity and cold stillness,
Hades and Heaven hellbent
on raw enlightenment,
I am at Your seething mercy,
I have never loved You more,
and I am aware of the score,
how I made your eyes sore,
I take control of Your fury
with a fine voice of compassionate conviction,
I usher You into my utmost desire,
to have You bloom proud and secure,
I kiss You there,
where You need it,
I am the asylum of Your ache,
your innocent ache for our love,
I reassure You that your love for Me
is not misgiven, No,,,
that Your heart is correct with Me,
that We are blest by Nature's ancient hunger
for primal passion,
synchronized sensitivities, Yes,,,
taken to where wild orchids dream
of eternal flowering,
trust my Luv,
We are favored by the Divine -
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