Oh
my damsel of love
you
my gross, subtle
and
supreme facet
As
a gross, you walk like a breeze
you
touch like a tender warmth
you
speak softly and smile wholeheartedly
As
a subtle you in my dream
in
my deepest memory, in my,
thoughts,
in my imagination
As a supreme, you are in my soul
As a supreme, you are in my soul
mixed
with elation with no form
to
live for eons to witness the mortals
I
adore you, I celebrate you
with
all my heart, with all my love
with
purity of my thoughts and love
The
sacraments and rituals that
I
perform on you of every twilights
you
play with me, in my mind, and in my heart
for all the exuberance of love and wisdom
for all the exuberance of love and wisdom
