Silence tramples this warm beating cave
Puncture wounds, severed, beaten, and bruised
Thine eyes (whispered) a whimper...confused
Silence...on bated breath......await the wave
that thus empowers and laugher's save
Message imparts (printed) feeling used
This enigma, worship, (a pine) refused
Lips that any crimson blood would crave
For love (this destiny) shifts so fast
Upon a crest, risen, a shimmer
A silver mad, that dashes past.....
Apricot hues, red (wild) hot simmer
Upon a phantasm that finds no last
Pages unwritten...shadows...thus cast
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