VIII.

Melting fire

Furnace of pure joy

Trembling words

Tortured soul

Consuming passion within

Cauldron of desire.

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2 Responses to VIII.

  1. abichica says:

    this is beautiful.. A little sad, but beautiful none the less..

  2. alan1704 says:

    Thank You, exploring and trying to capture the spectrum of unfailing love, through different prisms. Shards of love in a realm of grey. 🙂

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