Indeed the Wave

Read each sentence slowly.

My sylvan thought, a pardon grief, a beauty scar, a rooted
Peace. And thus aflame, a vatic tale, a solemn tear, a
Bless-ed hell. My vimic pain, a pyre high, a floret curse, a
Bleeding sky. And attic fear, a partial love, a magic flare, a
Karma dove. Indeed the wave, a mystic force, a rapture
Flame, a tunic torch. And mire breach, a tortured heart,
A yogic friend, a fennel spark. My corral rose, the future
Bleeds, a furnace wild, a swivet breeze. And fantast pulse, a
Garret tear, a phantom bleak, athirst to hear. Indeed the
Wave, a melic tune, a beauty scar, a walking moon. But
Hearted love, a frantic fuse, a vision old, my spirit’s blues.
And velvet lakes, a feral star, a sylvan thought, an ache afar.
Indeed the wave, a dungeon deep, a sleeping wound, a
Need to weep.
 

Vim/vimic: lively.