Forever Your Enchantment and Wisdom Bespell me with Smiles

i feel you are
truly someone who loves truth
more to love to move
than mere figments of my imagination
to draw upon
as Rebecca drew upon leau...
methinks I would condign my
condescension to kiss
your feet
if you asked me politely with your wonderous
elohimian accent,
stressing so apropro
the voids:
and as i lay here
dreaming below the dots
which gleam with a stellar finish,
i draw every breath as a
hiss, kiss
of breath from you:
i know the intimate tresses,
tread so lightly upon you
may offend you, GOD
forfend to fence me thus, but
as thou knowest, i am completely devoted to you
nor did i know of the other
as to be so caring of effect, fat little
petite chez moi of me
as to ask me not to serve in war
which he, i suppose
supports with
a hazy and even dyed eye, so falls the tears to
dawnce upon our griefs,
but please do not mark me
tradutori,
nor whore of a woman's wish,
a freudian nightmare
for so darkly may the horses of night fly,
but one kiss from you
gives me butt-
terflies enough
to stalk the fleurs of daylight
into floods of unending
...