pleasure shards echo
relics and residue
of soul space
absorbed in monochromatic
appearing wind clocks
dreams steer southward
as molten glass finds
cracks in mirrored wisdom
filling in textured desire
delight without remorse
brings total abeyance
impostor exposes
uncontrolled want
while conqueror takes
quaking hand of
false empress reveling in
surrendered sacrament
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