A garter stalking both.
And the lady with forgetfulness
Oblivious until remembering the
Tresses of misses: one be model; one be tumbler.
A glass-looking to the star in the west.
A ladder Alice keeps handy.
That k/night of the encryption of all those cryptic Coptic scrambles.
Into the apparent innocuous steganography
Duplicitous, serving to conceal and
once concealed, serving hardly anybody
Ambiguity in meaning.
Employing cipher and code. Directory path unrecognized.
Cain and Abel:
Mystified mystics, huh?
Swan, iynx, ibis
Wrynecking at this cockchafer (May) doodlebug.
Khephra, my nighttime sun.
We witness the concluding clause of this instrument,
Writ as an English to Portuguese test.
The translated texts falling under the title of Book
With a keynote of ecstacy.
Marvel that it is just
Barbarous Barber, oh! god of shears.
Shore them that be certain across their crowns.
Whilst I will show them their tears.
Pulling the tides of moons inside
making oceans bleed from their eyes.
With my lyrical vespers ecstatically heralding a wandering star’s return.
Ariandte howls feral heat
Inviting Dionysus to the feast
Of Two Wandering under the Midnight Sun.
The Aura of Alice: Nikaia.
The model of an acrobat.
Circling tangled loops at the thought of a question as such:
If desire be not love; then what of feeling the desire to love?
Ecstatic coronating of this al-chymical betrothal
Lovers become beloveds.
Missives of purpose with intent embuing metaphysical eternal
While Elemental attendants runner it in a return back
To ward now.
Toward and from. Hither ampersand Thither.
But never former
Vows renewed through every flux of lung-moving breath need not be formally avowed at one big affair.
Mavericks each having Sun and Moon self-contained..
The quarrel of Aura to Artemis thusly resolved
Through electromagnetic absolve.
Twice born Dionysus with his lawful Ariandte resurrected.
The Hypnerotomachia of Poliphilo dreaming. Polia.
The Beautiful Dream of awakening to the mayor’s young daughter.
The dreams of Christian Rosenkreutz. Married indeed.
Are you not unbored? Then let me rub the fur of your fuzzy heart wrong.
The stimulant Irritate.
Irritating you up to
I rate this meter, but am not its maid.
I am handmade anew everyday
Because I am dying to wake up and out my sleeping dreams.
Ae’ll not serve you potions of soporific words.
Funny how they seem so meek yet it is they who will rape you in your sleep.
Ae keep you awake to seek ‘the awful lucidity of insomnia’
where you will re-enliven in a world where heroines are no longer satisfied with mere men.
Wanting Pharaohs but no longer remembering
They had once created them with mere mortal men.
These are the blood tears the children of nations will so cry.
Just as Satan has been sleeping the whole time.
The blood of the lamb, replaced with lanolin.
Empurpling petals bloom inside.
As I gather your lips into mine.
Slow swaying to a band playing our saraband.
Gauzy dress of cotton becoming feathers beswanning me.
Ensorcelled by the pitch-black, starless hue of your suit
You wear the night sky.
And I am an unlit day.
It is now high noon for my midnight sun.
Silver corona glowing in plumes
As we change up the tempo. With more tempting teasing.
Humming: how pleasing it is pleasing.
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