Heard about a reign of loneliness
An elliptical throne abound by
Azure of sky and sea
Set forth on this pilgrimage
Leis of hope wound
All around my heart
Eyes liquid with picture
Of unknown
Hands with overgrowth of desires
To touch my deity to self-erasure
On id I tripped
And desire thus vain
Became a raging fire
I shone on elliptical throne
And smiled on my way to annihilation
for that eternalized tryst
Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin
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