The Primer
It entered the heart, this misty ball of light.
Then found its way around the moat,
darkened metal deadbolt.
It tickled and teased (quite pleasing).
It had pristine sensitivity-sensuality
but it was never meant to be.
Deflected to the silver path,
it settled in forever's forever.
Deep into the heart of a grand giver...
Something it needed and deserved.
I hope it can live in peace
if only for a short while///
before death primes the walls of its
tomb.
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