Love's Ecstacied Mill Poem by Anthony Edmond John

To heights that reveal.. Flights that congeal.. Sights that re-instill.. Glories that brain-steal.. Mights stealthier than any famed steel.. Life and its stories that appeal.. Divine joy that keeps me this always refilled.. Injustice, very well repealed.. Matrimony and its ' sloth of the eel '.. During his angst vent, I relaxingly told him to chill.. She was only there for his bills.. I thus drilled him on the resurrection of passion's thrills.. Ages past we would call it ' two hearts getting crushed in life's ecstacied mill '.. All thanks to His Sovereign Majesty's bestow of this beautiful words upon this soul of I to share with you, selah. The Sage