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Unphysical Love

So statuesque: such beauty. And I flutter, my saintly love. For
You inspire—the blood of pain. Thus the canvas, a flux of
Death; and thus the life, a hint of kef. My cultic love, the stars
Have deigned; and depth the soul, a stream of flame. But
Heart to God, a specter wave, fraught with tears, the darkest
Cave. Thus we panic, a stud of thorns; and thus we die—
Pierced with horns. My scripted fate, the tides have risen: thus
We perish, a ghostly prison.

So statuesque: such beauty. And I flutter, my saintly love. For
You inspire—the blood of pain. Thus the portrait, a crimson
Flood: and thus the pulse, afflicted blood. My cryptic love, the
Moon has died; and depth the soul, the reason why. But heart
To soul, a reigning sun, fraught with life, and delphic drums.
Thus we live, adrift the clouds, a touch of death, and mystic shrouds.

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Nardine Sanderson

Amazing descriptive text, a colorful picture painfully foretold xx

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