D.I.C.K.S. O.U.T. F.O.R. H.A.R.A.M.B.E.

Dainty drops of dew glisten in the newborn day
ichor, soma, rivers sticks fast, these tears I lay.
Cabal cherubs, these water drops to fictive worlds
knave and foolish wishes, it etitantically so moulds
softer lust, from the overflowing pool these hands so holds.

Ours is the night. Gentle or storm, bright or as a void.
Under your chin, a tear so glistening, in air so toyed
tempest prowl, so swept away, tears in sorrow or overjoyed?

For furiously furnished flush! Your rosy tear trailed cheeks
owhelm with spelndor to the cape of nose, as your laughter speaks!
Reign like rainbow after rain, as happiness into giggling peaks~

Hers is the love of great unknown, for each day, so trivial shown
air is air, but hanging there, a breath is something i've never known!
Ravished with such delight, I find my chest so light, expunged of love!
And other things. Of worry or care, save for the maiden there.
May I come to love at last. Love to last. Smitten by the spells it casts.
Be I Odysseus to his mast, tethered, tied, and bound so fast!
Eve comes, and may God or Gods, or Djinns yet, leave me in her care

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