Madeline Violet
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Madeline Violet has come down to
Earth,
A pinpoint of passion possessed by her
need,
Destined to be the sweet husk of a
seed
Eternally living through birth after
birth.
Love her -- this angel that innocent
came
Into the world, though not by her will!
Now in the grasp of your wisdom and
skill,
Enduring her first tastes of beauty and
pain.
Vested in you is a trust none can
keep,
Immense as a universe, vast as a
quark,
Of the bonfire of being, one brief, playful
spark,
Lovely with longing so frail one must
weep.
Even as you vow more love than you
know,
The angel is dancing to music below.
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