Thursday 20 September 2012

VIRTUE:



The silver cauldron of the velvet heavens, spilling clinking coined stars upon the crystallized sea,
The melting moon winked pristine prisms, smiling and bidding farewell to the ebbing night,
The lilac-eyed dawn flushed an embarrassed autumnal blush, expectantly awaiting her lover, the day,
The frizzing, frothing nimbus etched clouded eternity upon the ancient stone steps, leading to daylight,
The swelled-with-importance-sun burst forth with testosteronic virility, raping with rampancy the virgin dawn,
Sullying her virtue and taking her down to the den of iniquity and into Hades furnace of the day.

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