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Semblance enraptured we exist intertwined within versification, vivid rhapsody swathed the very first rays of her, for she whispers gentle an ancient perpetual colloquy & we doth touch true existence away o'er grime windows submerged ecstasy, let our souls begin lost to her silk.
Oh, for 'tis her, statuesque fire glazed within claustrophobic heat only Baton Rouge midnight imparts. A Southern night's ecstasy slowly unfolds warm velvet cognizance & One cannot help but gaze upon curves lustrous pondering how 'tis possible cross the River Styx & never realize
Eyes aspect, candle flicker inverts the symbols glint scribed upon naked boards. For now, cast forth Pythoness, prophesier of the nine, a seer few dare beckon & thus upon smoke stifling air, to us summon an image fleetingly showing our ubiquity in metamorphosis, smokefall drowned
Miles & miles dull motor drone, just amber glow of dash & arioso stereo. A mirror glimpse reveals just how far we've come, how far from revenants & our eyes lower to dried blood still upon hands, eliciting a smile at how it got there, for blood the poet always tells such a story.
Silently journey forth to an absolute point of flawless isolation, esoteric & there become aware, aware of the flow of time encapsulated within the ensuing connection. For each deep breath the world & cosmos spins upon eternal axis & finally realize the sheer unique beauty within
Smoke flits entwined a sensual breath & thus await our spectral audience, ancient shadows a desired accost upon this torn petal stage. For cast forth our demons upon umbriferous nights where light succumbs to die & still falls our frayed curtain yearnings, dowsed such an encore.