Sullen clouds of ego have tardily beetled off and gone;
Egressed I humble, for savoring the unnamed divine.
Respiring mildly I, ecstasy, in the name of air so bare;
Conceived not I, ever so, life would be a howling affair.
Inebriated me amply, your bewitching fragrance;
Stupefied me staggeringly, your amaranthine brilliance.
Croaked I wholly for myself and subsisted purely for you;
Such unequaled sapidity of oneness, I nursed no clue.
Swallowed I, the span between love and beloved;
While cantillating reliably, your nectarine name aloud.
Oh my, benignant! Let me pulsate in your passion;
And let me get erred ceaselessly like curls in the ocean.
Accord me a mercy to commingle in your existence;
Do not keep me hankering for the hallowed substance.
Proffer me death from the unrelenting affray outside;
Sanctify my rebirth in the perfect sanctum of solitude inside.
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