Imposing as a lord of gold and heir,
the herald of love, lost to homeless despair.
his prize, lovely eyes, silver robes, endless ski,
his demise, fevered love, sick from sun, deaf and blind.
even so through his drugs he finds refuge,
through his sleepless dreams he finds answers.
all point in one direction, all point to western flames.
symbols of iconic and ironic destiny.
and so all alone, never happy never home, he conjures a portal to the Gideon Black,
"To Hel with lust!"...a gaze, he never comes back.
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