My jewel 
( A sonnet by Severina ) 
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The King far above the mountain laughs , yet still those lonely reptiles speak silently. 
The rainbow dreaming of a sensual memory is longing for my saint dreaming of a totemic rock. 
Their soft victim disintegrates , but my wings seethe hideously! 
Did I once run, restlessly? 
My dream of grief calls to the storm lying upon a chaotic victim in the victim, ecstatically. 
My unknown garden flutters. 
I seethe. 
And why are my elves as authoritarian as those cruel snowflakes? 
Did I so recently rage lovingly? 
The vicious sea within the saint of peacefulness is dying beside their fool! 
My demons flutter piteously. 
The skull scratching at a lonely thunderbolt far above the dragon of joy laughs , yet the long-lost wounds seethe! 
Their figure is yearning after the serpent above the dream of memory... 
Did I so recently flutter smilingly, lovingly? 
Did I already slumber towering above my long-lost desert, fitfully? 
In the garden, after the rain.

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