May 2020
She was Saturn,
The epitome of unique;
He was Jupiter,
The beast to her ethereal beauty.
She was Saturn,
Clothed in mystique;
He was Jupiter,
Clothed in shock and cruelty.
R. A. Tyndall
The epitome of unique;
He was Jupiter,
The beast to her ethereal beauty.
She was Saturn,
Clothed in mystique;
He was Jupiter,
Clothed in shock and cruelty.
R. A. Tyndall
Written by
Rodwin A Tyndall
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