Wednesday’s Last Light
By Rhincel John Ortega De Veas
Orb of the maiden hunter
Studded velvet wonder
Spectator to secrets indeed
That sinful fruit cannot be conceived
For as the scornful gloom draws
Under the flames the hoarfrost thaws
For strangers there is blight
Blissful frenzy labors first light
The Mustang is bound in chains
Supple, untainted silk in bloody
stains
Neither zeal nor vigor is for the
meek
To make hell grant what love did seek
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