Soft
petals glow in softer blankets of darkness,
Soft
eyes beckon into unfathomable nothing.
Soft,
silky strands enmeshed in sin and virtue
Deceptively
beckon through a drapery of the exotic.
Unto a
labyrinth of thorns, unbreachable,
A
reality of brilliant diamond hardness,
A
collusion of helpless valour and pride
Wars
with disclosure, wars with oneself.
Incongruity,
thy name is woman.
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