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| A mystical evening on the flooded Bonneville Salt Flats, Utah/ Photo by the author |
Where is rapture?
Where is ruin?
Down by the water's edge
I take all of what you left behind.
Hidden away, secreted in my heart,
No one will ever find the piece of you I have cherished.
Water you deceiver!
My reflection enticed me,
Before I was swallowed by the abyss,
My vanity my conqueror.
Still, I had you.
I married you to my thighs
And will never regret having burned
My Soul with your lust.
Water, I am ready.
Take me down and let me become a god.
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