Philosophic

Euphoric love: neuronic flame: my cherished heart, my sickled
Grain. And fervent ache, a ghostly air, the death of self, a
Phantom flare. My passion creek, a flooded field, the pulse of
Love, and faith revealed. Thus the courage, a liquid wish, the
Depth of fate, a holy kiss. But deep within, a florid dream,
Fraught with passion, and ardent streams. And haunted breath,
A life discreet, the myth of death, but sound asleep. Thus we
Perish, infused and sore, suffused with love, and pain galore.

Euphoric love: neuronic flame: my cherished heart, my sickled
Grain. And dazzled souls, the first to die, aflame the pulse, that
Needs to cry. My cultured minx, the sun has fell, adrift the seas,
A burning hell. Thus the splendor, encased in mud, quick to
Perish, and shedding blood. But depth the core, a bleeding smile,
A touch of bliss, despite the trial.