The muse casts me a curious glance
Enshrouded in a shattered sail
Liquid in gold remnants glistening in a bejewelled embrace
Escape from the cataclysm broached in fire
Downcast please forgive the sin
Five fingers held for this affection
Draped in silver threads entrancing the beguiled
Hazed in the heat of carnal thoughts ridden in on a demons wing
Musk heady on the senses arouses carnal desires
Pieced in a puzzle of conflicting thought
Lines of fragmented stimulants ease the self
Clarity in split visions form perspective in two’s
Tepid afterthought leaves a smile
A dance on the web
Leaves little for chance
I throw my heart to the wind
And accept my fate
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