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𝐺𝑂𝐿𝐷𝐸𝑁 𝐺𝐸𝑇𝐴𝑊𝐴𝑌

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supple lips nestled betwixt dark
liquid   and   parchment, lissome
torso and thighs captured in ink
on thick white paper. arms laden
with mauve lilacs, skin dipped in
apollo's seraphic luster. a canova,
eflin face peerless and chaste like
an angel's porcelain faith.

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valiant    heart   and   unwavering
devotion, yet your glasslike delic
-acy render the most vehement
winds to but mere wisps of air. a
deity you  are,  and  I,  a  damsel
veiled in fervor for your affection.
seek not the sweet fragrance of
a  rose,   but   the   aroma   of   a
demure   hyacinth    in   love.

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a midsummer's reverie, where the
the waning moon shall   coax   the
lady of the night into full  blossom.
for  the  obsidian   ether,   adorn'd
with infinite celestial  wonder.  oh,
my   angel,   whatever   shall  I  do
without    your    enigmatic    eyes
solacing my disquieted soul?

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at   the   break   of    dawn,   your
golden getaway submerged with
the moribund stars. naught but a
mere trace of molten sunbeams
to spare in your muddled trail.
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I whisper  to  the   daffodils   every
late spring,  the  soft  rustling  of
their petals murmur of  honeyed
praises for you. the olive  groves
in the east carol of your sublimity,
harmonizing with the lone melody
that echoes in my hollow heart.
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