furious in me
a storm, raging
your wind at my mouth
thieves breath
resistance strewn
to the four corners
the force of your nature
abrades the artful coquette
exposes the obsequious landscape
of the wanton slut
in the maelstrom
in passion
we are base and elemental
come the waning
limpid in your eye
i am the fifth element
i am Aether

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