A Time Once Upon Us.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who couldn't speak.

Her ideas remained thoughts as if her mouth was woven shut and sealed.

The seal was however, a figment of her own imagination,

As she knew that the things she held inside could ruin an entire population.

The words that were hers were fire to the world's worse;

No form of Icarus could withstand her sun,

As there was no Daedalus to create such one.

Such one out of many was she;

The one element that could destroy a figure so beautifully.

For what she didn't know was that there was a time once upon us,

Where her fire was deemed a god in each and all of us.

We called it "love" and "adoration".

We melted and encased it in our foundations.

But overtime the fire faded,

And she was the last of her generation ever created.

So Love's God stated that she stay concentrated,

On the path she was instated until Love reached where He'd be waiting.

"The God for the girl?"

This is my 3rd Revelation,

As the girl is the queen keen to make no scene,

And when the girl and the God meet,

The historical sacrifice shall be complete.

For as God melted at Loves touch,

God became Love.