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Whispers of servitude,
Shadows of grace,
Passionate longing
Enshrined in your face.
Scars of deep fervency
Etched by your eyes;
Deep pools of breathlessness
Echo in sighs.
Power of thunder
Engulfing my heart;
Waves of the oceans
Force my legs to part.
Realms of lost sinners
Arise from the fire;
Mystical fortress
Entwined by sweet briar.
Snowflake-soft kisses
Are pressed to my lips
As hands of Tighearna
Hold hard to my hips.
Skies torn asunder,
My world, sweet disaster;
My universe shakes
As now enters my Master.
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.
