Consecrated beauty with elegant locks, what is this, a dead-lock with beauty.
The spirited body and it's mindful soul is on a voyage of identity with elegance again. Is there an inspiration to beauty that beauty would like to look at and shy upon, herself.
Precarious to the imaginative self, i ponder again on the new horizon of defined interests. So well versed in it's own spectacle, the libertine looks up to another era of definitude. Caressing the ligering moments of your pristine presence, the hopeless is again mesmerized by your chalice.
Poised is the state of bliss, a little hiss, and another miss...
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