Hidden by antiquated veil
scars seep foreign poison
acidic trail leads to no where
Voices in passionate tongue
taunt the marred heart
deaf ears hear the hurt
Music from mortal lyre plays
upon emotions once sealed
Notes twist the key to fate
Decisions dance taboo tango
between the pulse of her libido
A paramour to dip in crescendo
Human nature bursts in bloom
purples paint desire on dreams
fading colorless as dawn breaks
All she seeks are answers
to ancient searches in stars
For now, she can only enjoy the view
©2017
Whiskey Tales and Spells 
Love the alliteration you used in this one. Sometimes I wish the stars could give me the answers to the questions I have. It might make life easier.
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I wish I didn’t have anything to question. That would be the easiest.
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