Pandemonium creeps
Like Sultry Darkness Sinking,
Caressing and Enveloping
With Gently seeking hands;
Warm water, spilling intoxicatingly;
Velvet Wine, spiraling lazily,
While the Inner Turmoil of Thought
Doubles back upon itself,
A Quagmire of Confusion
Epitomizing chaos
In Silent, Dystrophic tones.
Yet Ever,
The Soft Touch of Light,
Of Hope,
Of Inspiration,
Sings her ethereal Song,
Barely Perceptible
above the Pandemonium,
Except to Those Who Listen.

Beautiful Original Artwork by Jἐẑḝỹ~ḎẫԻkẶἤgἑ₤

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