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By: Nathan Hill~

ourgatories ashesThere was a holy paragon,
who loved a bastard litch.
Condemned to never know the touch,
of skin stained black as pitch.
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In gloaming haze on Limbo’s shore,
each twilight they would meet.
Desire burned in every glance,
that could not gain replete.
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Here Purgatory’s waters churned,
while orbs screamed out intent.
As every conclave brought remorse,
that left their bodies spent.
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Finale known from card’nal glimpse,
both well aware of fate.
Resolve decayed as passions grew,
at exponential rate.
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An unembellished brush of cheek,
broke separation’s might.
Embracing bodies pied as one,
in flash of brilliant light.
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So now the pair, once cursed apart,
are joined forevermore.
Ashes merged inseparable,
on Purgatory’s shore.
~
© Nathan Hill. All rights reserved, 7 days ago

 

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