Lusting after a song unsung,
I hunted through your fear
And trapped the demon that kept you mute,
—whose blood drips from my spear
Desirous of your captive voice,
I hung its head up high
And waited for you to sing just once,
—no longer love denied
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2017)
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