Within the center of light,
Between wintriness and compassion,
Between abhorrence and adoration,
Between indifference and passion,
Between obsession and lust,
Lies an eternal sanctum,
Filled with a mystique dust,
Lined with the silhouette of your soul,
Caressing the epitome of my luminosity,
Wrapped in chains of purity,
Binding me with your velvetiness,
Intertwining us into a union of oneness,
Leaving us with the sensation of explicit spirituality.