Love Beyond Time and Logic Resides In The Mystic

Lit Up — November’s Prompt: 55er

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Suspended like a doll in the depths of the mystic.
I reach for you, hindered by this vast abyss.
Delicate as a swan atop the jagged rock.
Tethered like a bird upon its perch.
Hold me when my legs give out.
My soul knows you are love.
Deepest secrets, I lay bare.
Fragile is my heart.
Amid the mystic.
Yours forever.
Always.