soiled doves/35/ soul saga

winter2012 166*Soiled doves
I am
Encompassed
Infatuation
To innocent to turn
A tide
Not so, to splash
My mind
History plays on
Future so clean
A purifying mists
Of change
Sacred notion
Pivotal motion
In areas of realm
Amid sweet chocolate
I add spice
To taste
For vitality
I come alive
In love
One single morsel
Melted.
Through realms of
transgression

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