Ariel
You carry meupon wings
softly,
Ariel.
Beat a rhythm
not at home's pace
rapidly flowing
in your toll.
You,
yearn for peace
not Lucifers treacherous kisses
beating your freedom.
Is this place
sanctuary
an ordinary container
empty.
Is upon your knees
sanctimonious
homely
with people abandoned.
So easy for you
at breaking
at container, at ordinary
at my bedside
The door closed.
Treachery is the sea
rabid sea
Your empty sea
Ariel.
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