hear me, my beloved
hear my words and feel
its reality course through
the blood in your veins
you are the muse to this poet,
you are the love that brings
her closer to the sweetness of
your reveries, you are the
effervescent light that
filters the sadness in her eyes,
the prism that holds all
the color she has seen and witnessed,
your crimson desire keeps her alive
and she vows to give it all back.
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