There awoke in me, on a night enlightened by,
Magnificent starlight, fancies for poetic pursuit in,
The name of love. And of this, an autumn-haired,
Spring-eyed beauty of sweet unawareness,.
I became a romantic, for all intents and purposes,
And bowed as a knight to his maiden in waiting,.
I was taken. I was subdued and held prisoner,
I was willing.
In her heart were the moist soils of Eden, full of music,
Not heard since the day love was cast upon the world,.
I took her hand and splashed the grass with my melting,
Saw angels under the gospel of her voice.
I was no longer just a man, but a vessel for poetry,.
And I finally knew what it was to be alive,:
To inhale love, to exhale words, to truly breathe,
Like a sonnet venturing from the page.
Magnificent starlight, fancies for poetic pursuit in,
The name of love. And of this, an autumn-haired,
Spring-eyed beauty of sweet unawareness,.
I became a romantic, for all intents and purposes,
And bowed as a knight to his maiden in waiting,.
I was taken. I was subdued and held prisoner,
I was willing.
In her heart were the moist soils of Eden, full of music,
Not heard since the day love was cast upon the world,.
I took her hand and splashed the grass with my melting,
Saw angels under the gospel of her voice.
I was no longer just a man, but a vessel for poetry,.
And I finally knew what it was to be alive,:
To inhale love, to exhale words, to truly breathe,
Like a sonnet venturing from the page.
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