Becoming

Stolen secrets

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The obscure sun sets as if an orb made of amber and gold,
showing encased capsules of teetering moon drops, white freckles on grey landscape feature a grand design; undoubtedly one from great Masters.

Feature me in poetry, I am your woman, your man, as such,
feed me to the creature within you that longs for affection, addicts running high on ecstasy and lust are found as…