The High Priestess

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 28, 2017

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Plucked from the sky, a dying star

Illuminated in my mind as I travel cosmic tides

I sensed him there, an insipid ghost

Pensive eyes amid the gaggle

Strung out, stretching bonds

My phantom was watching him

Weaving cold intention,

Her hand reached out to touch him

And he shuddered with a sensual sigh

Fingers like a wraith clawing at his skin,

Pulling at heart strings

Playing them until they sound my tune

A wounded chest beneath his vest

A bloody display in my eyes

But to him nothing but a mere twinge

Stopping in place, a motion of little emotion

Clutched between fingers a bleeding heart

Her lips pressed against his chest licking the wound rare

Sacred heart back to where it starts,

Thumping but its every beat dances only for my breath

 

 


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