To Inamorata

Graced with an edge of lightning
Struck by a streak of plasma
Dipped in a spiral of nebula
Scarred with a scythe of dusk
Riddled by nefarious mutants
Availed by infuriated tyrants
Maimed with barbed betrayal
Skewered with freckled lust
Yet risen in sublime triumph
Adorned amidst incessant terror
Courage of a sheathed cavalier
Wandering in a fjord of trust
Astride a scented patron for her
The Elysium awaits in zander dust

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