she is, while i madly am XIV

she is
tested by crucible
bathed
in healing rain
cast from amethyst
in the form of delight

she is
crystalline divinty
illuminating
the darkness
of another
fear induced fugue

is it
any wonder
i love her
in supplication
to the awe of her
sublimation

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