Hearken to the place of sweet seduction,
Where life is but another breath away.
And life within is short in coming down
To whisper in the airy-bridled day.
Where is thy touch O Maiden of my Dreams?
Swept away in the tempest so shrouded
Full of doubt, or so the enigma seems!
Chaste intentions now flounder assaulted.
A tapestry hangs unraveled by none;
Threatened by its unassuming presence.
Beauty unmatched for eons save the one:
Now my heart surges to her reluctance.
But what is this turmoil breeding, my love?
Innocence endureth - praise God above!













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~ Zolene Angel
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私はサンです。
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We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
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