Pale white skin, battle wounds and beauty marks surround
your angelic frame, such a shame.
No one understands you yet everyone has fallen in love
with you.
Those around you are of an enlightened stature, they bask
in the glow of your preciousness just as you bask in theirs.
A sigh of relief and warmth escapes any being that dares
look at you. Majestic, Methodic, Orgasmicaly Hypnotic.
Your mere presence illuminates my soul.
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