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persephone
Poems
Oct 2020
Nobility
My diadem, a sovereign crown,
does on your gentle fist lie down
Amidst your fingered palm,Β affixed,
the beating of a holy sound.
Though betwixt aΒ dormant grip
my heart fears not a fatal slip:
the pacifism of our tenderness
a guard against that wilderness.
Written by
persephone
22/Genderqueer/TX
(22/Genderqueer/TX)
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