dark clouds

storm of longing
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treacherous beauty in flight
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carries thunder to the edge
captures bolts of light
riding its pursuit of death voids
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some illusions are providence
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some dark pools of deception
cloaked in sensuous markings
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stains of primal heat once dormant
rules the magnetic attraction
in twin sparks spinning opposite
tornadic reactions
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fertile rivers await
to catch the remanent of
lovers drenched by the downpour