Unearthly, but mortal-gazed
Through a burning love.
Which visions, heart-cleansed, pure gleam
Those obscurities
In all hoped on possibilities
Inform, boundless, of.
Ethereal, but grounded in
A true in love state.
What, gold-misted, in passing through
That implausibleness
In all dreamt of blithe-breathed soothingness
Natural to relate.
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