Fire so pure that it melted gold
It is quite possible that the happiest moment in his life,
Was not his golden vein that was electrified to portray?
But incinerated fire that could melt his own heart.
To reinstitute the love of glorious numbing delight,
Protecting man’s love for his young bride.
He thought that he knew that life was a genius to him,
The love so capricious that he could not share zealously,
And yet in all his heart he did find the splendid Camelot,
Man’s fulfilled call to happiness brought from his past,
But his love exemplified angel’s adornment in his dream.
His inner beauties so grant and mysteriously understood,
He looked at a rose to get within the spring of beauty,
You cannot peel off a slice of her majestic subtle prose,
But rather change into the rays of the shining sun,
The way to open a rose with a warm sunbeam delight.
It is quite possible that the happiest moment in his life,
Was not his golden vein that was electrified to portray?
But incinerated fire that could melt his own heart.
To reinstitute the love of glorious numbing delight,
Protecting man’s love for his young bride.
He thought that he knew that life was a genius to him,
The love so capricious that he could not share zealously,
And yet in all his heart he did find the splendid Camelot,
Man’s fulfilled call to happiness brought from his past,
But his love exemplified angel’s adornment in his dream.
His inner beauties so grant and mysteriously understood,
He looked at a rose to get within the spring of beauty,
You cannot peel off a slice of her majestic subtle prose,
But rather change into the rays of the shining sun,
The way to open a rose with a warm sunbeam delight.
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