I see You

~~Resurrect, my love, for death is but a myth, a metaphysical
Allegory. Thus, fly freely, notwithstanding aches and pains;
Drift along the skyline, touch the frequency of God; for I see
You, subtle as mysticism, digging into my ascetic soul. My
Terrified dove, feel the pathos of love, divine in its misery,
Tearing into the spirit; for I see you, lost in reminiscence,
Walking the pyramids of legacy. And your countenance, aflame
With diamonds, a burning contrition, the inheritance of wisdom.
Such an intrusion this melancholic bliss, dragging the soul
Through purgatory. But this luminous affliction, this orderly
Chaos, is so magnificent. Thus, I see you, my love, treading the
Contour of infinity; your soul trembles, enamored with glory.
And hell rages in your region, for you’re a living miracle, a
Divine mortal, spiritually crucified. Indeed, I see you, my love.