I normally try to stay away from rhyming poetry to avoid the inevitable silliness. Please let me know if this humble effort was worth the considerable agony...
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(Evil Malchior; he of the silver tongue, entices Raven to bare her soul...)
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Malchior's Plaint
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Raven, thou art more radiant, far
than the heaven's own pure light
which streams from yon brilliant, glassine star
to illumine this, our night.
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Fair maiden, thine alabaster skin -
glowing as the finest pearl
shawl of pale winter's blanket virgin,
draped o'er sleeping, gentle world.
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Entrancing violet amethyst,
reflections of fire therein,
outshining Sol, rival of the east -
orbs wherefrom desires begin.
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Magenta tresses gentle falling,
caressing porcelain-fine
facets, formed by angelic calling-
a countenance nigh divine.
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Thy darkness entices as the light;
drawing me, as moth to flame,
seeking deliverance from the night
Fie'ry absolution: whole again.
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