Infuse the Heart

Infuse the heart, my sonic wave, and grog  the soul, my omic 
Flame. For light aflare, a crescent tear, a crystal ache, a
Christic fear. My cultic vat,  a yonic web, a diamond star, a
Motion ebb. I love you more, my purple faith, my gravid 
Soul, my violet wraith. And true to death, the vow of love, a
Wretched  plight, a poison plum. But velvet prose, a scripture
Flare, a gracile  minx,  a phantom fair. My phrenic  pear, the
Plague of light, a vision vague, a volume bright.

Infuse the heart, my sonic wave, and grog the soul, my omic
Flame. For friction scar, a fountain wound, a wicked bliss,
The wear of gloom. And spirit weft,  a solemn stream, a
Passion born, a welkin  dream. For ancient pain, a floating
Vice, a vivid womb, the verse of plight. And true to death, the
Vow of love, a wretched sight, a poison plum.