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An Acute Wantonness

Come, quest for the depth of her soul
Light the candle of her desires
And melt her spiritual equipoise with your uncivilized sensations.
For she is a chaotic beauty, shrouded by obscurity
Fettered by fear, binded by sorrow on silent lips.

She has reached from pain to poetry to daily madness
A hurt bird lying in the middle of the field
With void eyes and an abate heart.

She is clever at masquerading but wishes to be trespassed today,
Come, Rummage and dredge up her psyche.

Take the floor and measure her in much depth
But don’t ask the meaning of any word she utters,
Lead her like a child by the hand
And feast her with gentle kisses tonight.

Ignite passion in her loveless eyes
Fritter away her sorrows and nurture the richness of her disorderedness,
Be her warrior, tonight.

Calm this mythical figure and she will reciprocate the love manifold
Embrace her restlessness and she will untangle every string of yours,
She is craving for your strength and intensity
Come, fan the flames of the unburnt fire inside her
Fuel the lone island of her thoughts tonight.

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