Dare I share as my circle of influence reduces me to foolish. Eyes blinded, ears deaf, for only the masters of the universe are fully aware of what moves me and to whom I belong. Held under a spell from a potion created by thee, surrender I must as captivity within eternity seduces me. Unless youve immersed yourselves in an unfathomable depth, blacker than bluest midnight, youll not comprehend the revelation of my center of calmness, my cosmic euphoria, my blissful high. Though I swing hands clinched and twin fissted, my blows strike the air smoldering with embers remains and a faint, smoky silhouette of my loves frame. Exhausted is this Muse by my continuous fight. Mercy I plead from the hand of my constant gardener with all my heart, with all my might. Forget him, they scream, Hes not worthy, they shout. Foolish they are, for they know not what this memory is, or was About. -Alexandra Delaris Hannah
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 20:46:51 +0000
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