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enthralling euphoria
in the dead silence of the heart
rhythmically
pulsating crimson streams
delicate touches and violent thrashes
powerful strokes of passionate art
in the dark and the deep
weaving the infinitesimal web of quintessential dreams
but
the waves cease their crashes
crystal orbs of torrents caught
as
the heavens ever weep
seemingly suspended in ebony void
where
the nerve fails to generate
even the slightest coherent thought
but blissful loss of control thoroughly enjoyed
frozen in raw
mindless time
torn between the love and the hate
in
bittersweet catastrophe
and defenseless, i cling to You
fearing
their Your ethereal presence will sublime
to nothing tangible to
me
i long for You to fuse
Your Spirit with my soul, and
through
Your encompassing thunderstorm
strike me with Your
fiery eyes
Your enlightening Word, Your voice my muse
Your
strongly tender devotion to warm
the wintry caverns of my heart,
melted in Your embrace
as Your touch continues to captivate and
paralyze
my all, forever gazing into Your dazzling face