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Twin Scepters
Nimbus gather above, racing swiftly upon the wind
With face lifted to the darkening tendrils of her skies,
my breath crashes like thunder hammering a loud din
as her twin scepters of lightning flash before my eyes
I behold the majesty of the siren's long pent release
She touches the deepest roots of my stimulated soul
In guttural voice she commands the storm to cease
Captivated, I am enslaved by the tempest in control
July 15th, 2017
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Lin Lane
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