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POEM — A Spell For Love Location

POEM — Bloomlust (A Love Spell)

“he’s got battlefields in his bones; his smiles are made of thunder – blinding, booming, brilliant. son of a king, king of the wars, war of a world, world on his heart she’s got battlefields in her mind; strategy maps unfolding on her skin the way other girls have stars and seas. crown on her head, head full of wars, wars for the wise, wise till the end ares looks up and an empire falls – castles bleeding out; soldier hearts blood-soaked and beat-beat-beating to the rhythm of the wardrums as they pound out a story of death. athena looks up and a castle rises – empires forged anew from victory born out of hard truths and true lies; soldiers clutching olive branches and white flags rising with the sun. war and wisdom; peace and life; press your humming pulse to mine; war stories are written by the victors.”

a lover’s soul from the start, her fate was darkness, creeping in through the cracks of a broken heart that she got as she was born when the other gods looked into her eyes and picked her apart, she’d be destined to fall, they decided. she read stories about sleeping beauty, aphrodite was just as beautiful and cursed. she wondered if the cracks could be fixed but no, you just needed one look into those eyes, it was a trap. listen to her heartbeat, running so fast in circles, there’s nowhere to go, there’s no running away, it’s everywhere, but she doesn’t want to stay, please gods, let aphrodite be spared.