Pendulum pounding
to the pulse in my chest.
Protector to corrupter.
Corrupter to protector.
Purple robes swaying.
Incense crushing the air.
Emblazoned stigmata.
Yet my fluttering heart
skips a beat for
you gliding before me
on the succulent
wings of passion.
Hold still the bar
for a millisecond in the
millennium of eternity
that I might gaze upon
your beauty just once
and embrace the essence of
our souls in the oneness
of our being.
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