_{^{❛                i think eternal in time, of colour undone  ;  debased, i am, the beauty’s stride. felt for scarlet, the tip of an artists brush, for passion   &  ardour as gentle as me. i stand with sharp edges unlike a blade, unlike male reign on   &   the unforgotten horizon of moonblood. i am the devils breath ; torrid, unfurling  &  taken in persephones cursing ire. you’ll think of my beauty stilled by discord    &   my throat, lovely ; open to the jaw of}} the wolves._{^{i will be unforgotten in thick aspen. deathless as my time.  ❜}}