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| you tried to bite the mark of sun,
tear it raw from my tender breast but your secret joy in the pain you caused gave way to disappointment when the bloody marks of tooth and claw were vanquished within silent burning seconds (though your violence was permanently noted) after that you tried to rip my sun from open sky with darkcloud words, sought to claim my soul and flesh as yours, you dared to shame my blazing nakedness as if i was defiant lilith to be tamed and taught submission to a puny mortal wrath. but inside i bear the chosen mark of sun and my soul is spoken for already. (lilith was a wild child and her spirit melted clouds as fast as you could make them) |
| *image: lee bogle |