A Tale of a Masterpiece that is Mystic and Arcane.
There is a reason I call her a MASTERPIECE,
She is the Angel’s Melody and The Devil’s Knell,
The Creator’s Epiphany,
He was thoughtful of each part and crease.
Mystic and Veiled, she is one of a kind,
Broken a number of times,
She still spreads love with an aching heart,
To the flaws of the world she seems blind.
Her love is a tide of mystical vibes,
Touching the soul and searing it through.
Lucky will be the man who owns her heart,
He will possess the glow her eternal passion provides.
Her detachment is equally vile,
When her soul is set ablaze,
Witness the intense fury in her burning eyes,
Her wrath will ravage you down.
She is the peace of nature, a provider of solace,
She is a heavenly hell, a demonic bait,
Numerous are the facades that she wears,
She hides a persona, Mystifying and Arcane.
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The Soul’s Urge©|2018