Smelt the Heart

I fainted, love, a gorgeous minx, a gesture cold, a music sphinx.
And smelt the heart, a passion sky, a flaming flare, a thirst to
Fly. My fatal lust, a trumpet loud, a melic rune, a vision wild.
I fainted, love, an ardent grin, a fragile vase, a frantic wind.
And siphon pain, a love to lock, a net to break, a heart to flock.
My fatal lust, a golden shrine, a song of doves, a pant divine.
I fainted, love, a fire grim, a tinge of shame, a psyche dim. And
Cautious heart, a value lost, a sore malaise, a pricey cost. My
Fatal lust, a stolid gaze, a valley dry, a hectic maze. Indeed the
Heart, a habit heard, a mountain paved, a holy word. I fainted,
Love, a gorgeous minx, a gesture cold, a glamour sphinx. And
Zealous wind, a sore surprise, a wooded field, a bleeding prize.
My fatal lust, a fount of flame, a fantast tear, the flux of pain.
Indeed the love, a reaching vice, a blinded mind, a devil’s dice.