Forever, My Love, a Mystic Space

Forever, my love: drift into the majesty. And such smaze, a
Yen for light. The legend—dancing hearts. And spirit
Particles, a feathered sky. My love, an earnest plea; and
Such beauty, camouflaged in sin. Awake the barge, my tear:
Flood the soul. For death favors zeal, enlove with fever.
And we dance the mystic, aloof to dreams; and we soar the
Magic, aloft a flame. My riddle, a sudden prowess: my
Voice, a social wind. And such myth, the wildest tale; and
Such heat, a fervid crush. Thus aflame, a muffled stream;
And thus aspark, a fancy flare. And I drift, a nautic prayer;
And I die, a woman’s pang. And we fly, a broken song; and
We live, a shattered bliss. [Selah] My love, a quiet storm:
My pulse, a watered grief: but such joy, a wellic fount: and
Such flame, a fallen volt: and such life, a mystic space.