Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.

The day she realised, it was not about the world but was all about her, she grew the wings. The day she understood she was not answerable to any of them who always blamed and pointed her, she had the fire blazing in her eyes. She raised and soared towards the sky. The whole world looked at her in awe and wished if only they could be her. She was not confined to be on the ground anymore. She had the wings of fire and she left a trail everywhere she went, for other to follow.

You see her
and ascend into love.
You become enchanted,
a found madman.
In your love,
you lose yourself
and become her.
You were once without her, now
with her.

You still feel her
and descend into love.
You become enraptured,
a lost madman.
In your love,
you lost yourself
and her.
You were once with her, now
without her.

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