Sunday, April 15, 2007
Psyche of Thy Presence (Beckons)
Edited Repost Psyche of thy presence walls towering 'round vibrate mine thrall heartbeat upon fingers answering fate I raise as a waif midnight tangled into bosom, gown sweated of thee Psyche of thy presence Rose trails through black search and find find and search realms of us beckoning Naught...
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