The tragedy of war begun
beneath a troubled sun.
Light flickering into a last goodbye.
The battles fought within the heart
were worthy of eternal victory.
Her gaze invoked the misty
sea to rise.
Mysterious emotions that were wise
began to flow through fields of
the longing fueled by great intensity.
She knew the end was drawing
Yet all that she held dear would not let go.
Spirits blended in reality.
Visions only inner eyes could see
spent themselves on wild seas
of intimate emotion.
Chemically, the potion was
Embodied by a vas of skin and hair.
Within the heat, a miracle occurred.
Light rising in an everlasting flare.
Heaven-bent, her spirit rose
to love again within eternity...
? Michaelette ?
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