Maudlin

by Elizabeth Ann   Oct 19, 2005


Maudlin, my most vulnerable aura, centering within my resplendent red, our precocious entitlements captured, to become us both sacred.
Gentle spirit; sigh with the world inside your heart, where blossoming hovers mine, an insatiable passion.
And for this I demure, my darkest haven, sapped of everything, and anything but my desire.
My dearest love.

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