Look at love.
All it brings.
Through a double sided mirror.
Browse reflections of what could have been.
A dithyramb of doubt.
Without a choir of untamed angels.
Bowing down in synchronicity.

Image diverted through the soul of the bearer.
Donation from the wearer of mortal pain.
Sword in hands .
Soul is sliced by angels' touch.
A promise of melting from the ***.
Enticed by he who seeks advice.
Given freedom at hissed request.
The hiss is there the snake is not.

No dealings with badness.
Divest of garments.
Which cover the whole soul.
Petrified as driftwood.
Jetsam.
Discarded on the lonely shore.
Incontestable love.
Incurious woman.
Blithe spirit.
In solo party.
Witch waits in the wings.
Blessed in serenity till war is over!
By ladylivvi1

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