I decided to save her
From all the vindictive elements -
Earthly and celestial.
Her undivided attention,
Like a masterpiece,
Was illuminating the highest vibrations.
Her hands, lost in the labyrinth,
Letting out a scent
Of jasmin and roses,
Would haunt me in my dreams.
A thread, as long and lonely as my youth,
Would keep our souls together,
Letting them inhale the glow
Of the morning sky.
*Theseus and Ariadne myth in a poem.
Theseus
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