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Splendour, opulence, fortune, glory,
All these things the world covets,
But the richest man in all the land
won’t have that which he begets
For he secured the hand of her;
A maiden purer than first snow!
He rode in on the stallion’s back
to take his gift - unblemished glow
She gave it up, without a sigh,
She let him in where no man went,
Where chaos lived inside her core;
Infiltrated, savoured, spent.
Mar 31, 2021
Mar 31, 2021 at 4:51 PM UTC