The unknown was in it's own lane
Tasking the very fears to challenge my speech
Mumbling my words were as unclear as my thoughts
Clouded by the darkness clothing her skin in hidden chambers
Successors withered as she took place as her own muse
The invalids held no stature for a woman of such grace
Religion held no powers against the confidence of her spirituality
Closed roads meant she wouldn’t succumb to commonality
Sex was a mere figment of directionality
The powers of progression dove into the oceans of release
Something about the calm and observant zodiac
Drawn to stir the pot growth breaking the chains
Whimsical flirtations added to the charm of her pursuant
Still barriers weren’t always meant to be broken
Tarnishing internally let joy become memories
Personalities ignored energies even after chemistry’s introduction
These moments came to pass
These moments came to pass
This heart held its position awaiting the right crevasse.
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