Words fall like rain upon my beating heart, etching lines made of searing fire upon its crimson walls; they set my heart burning under their licking liquid flame. As my blood begins to simmer, I feel the storm brewing within my heart boil over. Lacing my mortal blood with God’s sweet thunder, I feel the lightening chain itself into my nerves, as it fires crossing bolts of surging blue light. As my body echoes the sirens savage song of these honeyed words, I feel the cool touch of serenity upon my brow. As my hand flies across the page, I let the stroke of my pen lash out with gleeful abandonment as I funnel this torturous fire through my pallid finger tips. A small smile upon my lips, I feel languid pleasure shift across my being as I find my release upon the sharp edge of a gilded pen.
Very powerful words.
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