scraping the residue from a nondescript day
she palls beside the crimson corona
of a heated gesture,
the mistaken perpetuity of a soulless orb
radiating hence described as
breathtaking and
bedazzling and
benefactor of grace and
beauty.
She is boiling and
sometimes mad and
to her eyes you are
-puff-
the stuff of a universe
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