Ariel....

in poetry •  8 years ago 

at the point of no
return from abyss
my muse knows
thundering bliss
outward capturing
emblazons hell
locked in this veil--ring
myth of woo-- bells
frozen in time--grasp
knowing neither day
nor song is your task
for which we would lay
softly by feet--sweet
your arching (devastating)
complete

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