Sphinxly Trial

Voltaic  love, a specter fuse, a fervent mist, a siren muse.
Her whisper soft, adrift the wind, a darkened cave, amidst a
Fen.  And mystic death, a breach of heart, the gap of love, a
Sphinxly arc. My fortune pang, a diamond wise, a sophic
Brow, and portrait eyes. But cactus death, a desert dry, a
Sandy view, a brew to die. And mystic love, a whisper soft,
A holy chant, a cryptic vox.  For near the rain, a sacred
Shine, a sullen ache, a joy divine.

Voltaic love, a specter fuse, a fervent mist, a siren muse.
Her future fraught, a captured wave, a touch of bliss, a subtle
Grave. And mystic light, a soothing calm, a vision grey, the
Breadth of Om. My fortune pang, a diamond wise, a
Sophic brow, and portrait eyes. But fountain life, a hectic
Prow,  an ardent pride, a sphinxly trial. 

Voltaic: Of or pertaining to electricity; galvanic.
Fen: a marshy flooded area.
Vox: voice.