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Maelstrom

 

Still the beating heart

a breath of the wind

gentle strokes

rake the skin

 

Stirring deep emotions

to tempt rising fires

tangled in the vines

dance upon the air

 

Steal the soul away

into the labyrinthine caves

lost through the ages

sacred wells of

pulsing power

 

Where the voices

never die, a whisper

always in the sea

awakening tampered dreams

 

Visions blurred in illusion

opium dream

of long distant lands

balanced on the rocky ledge

 

Fall away into the Maelstrom

and stare deep into

those dead eyes

where once the moon

is hovering

 

Before the dragons mouth

swallows down the egg

and sheds its scales

chocking on its tail.

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