With blind lust and radiant desperation,
I caught her glance, and in recognition
Of our mutual desire, she presented me
With her smile, and with it, her body and soul.
But in that moment, my heart began to ring
The low and mournful tones of my doom.
Now in darkness, I felt the flood
Of a higher truth consume my soul.
Behind the bolted door in a pregnant silence,
A secret kept for eternity will grow
Like flowers before my tomb.
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