Virginity

 

Woman 7

 

What rests
Unspoken in invitation
Unrobed by no mortal
Unconsummated by sin
Unchallenged by vice
Uncompromised by guilt
Unpledged to god
Is a preservative of longing
To which there is a counterpart of the soul
For two convergent lips will one fated day
Bear the weight of twin bodies
For kismet is mortality’s kinship with time
The hospitality of chance
On which rests the aura of the unknown

For hope is faith in the myopic
Staring through sodden fogs of time
Waiting for the perfect moment
When time is cryopreserved
Locked in perpetuity

 

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