She sought true light, he taught delight
blue skies through beryl polyhedral,
aragonite eyes expedite
replied declaring ex-cathedral
that mindset tight moved on from right,
wrong well defined, scarce subtrihedral,
to dreams by night which dawn's flush might
blush at in fashion quite primeval.
Lip-service rite quite recondite
was dropped in favour, speak no evil,
of flesh unite, fresh fires ignite,
false frontiers, tears, fade past retrieval.
Twinned soul song bright tu[r]ned to insight
between French Doctor mediaeval
auto-didactic erudite,
became true blessing, joy coeval
with farenheit sword soaring white
hot, melting point reached. Each upheaval
brought satellite stars, blood rush quite
ecstactic for orgasmic reprieval.
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