“”
earthen line sanguine streams over velvet stone
as quivering curls of eternal Davidian chest,
exists in every flowing crest
a world of microcosmic breadth,
anguish blossoms, piercing thorns
begetting hate ‘round every bend,
slicing sweet existence
forsaken friend,
chamber forged of chamber peace,
insignificant morsel induces
life of love
as fleeting moment meet,
echoes cascade, compelling season wane,
chamber quells, fate emanates,
prevailing crest ascends elusory throne
in ethereal reign,
to be is to be only ephemeral grace,
for no face is free of age,
being flows as pen on page
-l.a.
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