A complicated affinity!

She's a diaphanous whelp,
Whelped by the unservile woman,time,
To her opulent master,Cricket:
One among a muckle of whelps!

Most her friends are his bete-noire.
But he loves her,She knows.
It's to her,commiseration!
She's to  him(mind),Comfort .

Indigence!He needs her,She knows.
Benevolence!Forever to stay,She yearns.
Arcane Creator concealed 'How',she rues.
All die over time!But not all memories torment.



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