The thorned spectral forest conceals an allegory of carnal lust. Its edge doorways a triangular light toward a glass coffin. Twilights dust in arabesque. Air brushes white rays into rainbow. Suspends spring. Then confiscates the sky.

Below the darkness death dreams a conscience silent. Lies asleep dormant. As the flora swells in sorrow.

Enchantments pass over. Twist in releve. Potions pirouettes in spells of sensual seduction sweet.

For the heaven ablaze with desire. Here the Earth shakes the leaves away in fantasy. Copulates thoughts in the ecstasy of chastity deferred.



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