Intro 2: A Thing of Beauty

incalescent touch
serously thawed, dripping, wet
~sparkling like crystal~
in the cool down of twilight
where I am just yours, alone

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Intro 5: Siege

The depths of my soul
Sent me spinning into cloister and redoubt
No wall was left untouched
Except  that in my desperately held defense
Myself remained, but nothing more

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