#162354 - In a chamber suffused with emotion By the light of innumerable dawns, In a house betwixt forests and ocean, Where the briar rose bristles with thorns; There hangs her portrait in splendour, In mystic silence, forsaken, unknown, In lines both violent and tender And colours of thunderous tone. She is lissome of line, at times seeming To move with the heart of the storm. Her goddess soul demands adoration, She is a daughter of tempest and night, Of desire - the last incarnation, A creature of ethereal light.
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