Your accusations slice:
Shards in soft flesh pop-
These unforeseen wounds
Spew, bubbled rubies drop.
Weighted waters brim
Around the swirling words you swore
My blinded eyes now
See, fountain-crystals pour.
Desolation grips.
Chokes each clinging breath
Waits for Love's cold
Corpse, on granite slab of Death.
But Liberation stirs
Like Phoenix from the flame
And passions glow hot
Amber, as I call my new love 's name.....
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