The Oracle
The clouds blush with the sunset rays to flame the forest;
She sits with the urn waiting freedom for her lone love.
A wicked magician had caged him in the decanter;
For she had refused to yield to his love proposals:
At this cannibalistic hour the spell will diffuse:
Like a fuming fire he leaves the vessel unharmed,
Untouched she must now break this flask of captivity,
Release him from the sorcerer’s shrewd charm forever.
The oracle of the setting sun reverts time and space;
Destroying the power in evil with pure innocence:
Word Prompt: Sunset.
Picture Prompt:-
http://vinegar.deviantart.com/art/Sensual-85747701
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