The midnight sea,
Seeps through me,
Departing me from melancholy.
Into thy branches of blissful breeze,
Within a ray of sunshine enclosing;
thee by sensual Symphony.
Beneath thine silver chest-nut tree,
Amongst thine swirling dwellers,
In a womb thy heavens did bring,
With a scent as swell as thy presence meet.
Obviating the seizure, letting me free;
From spells and all atrocious dreams.
Endorsing my soul with thine sip of oenomel,
Plunging into thine boulevard of tainted sheets,
Caressing me, into a deep divine gentle sleep..
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