"Keeper of My Flame"
Before the scriptures carved in stone,
Before the dawn, before the throne,
There was a song, a sacred hum,
Where Flame and Womb were joined as one.
You were the Rose, unopened, pure,
The portal deep, the silent cure.
I was the Flame, the rising tide,
That searched the stars to reach your side.
Not lost, but waiting in the...
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