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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Into silence immerse me in the night, as in a grave dug with whispers magical that invoke the spirits of shadow, the bleeding phantoms of the horizon ballast on the fairy folk dancing ritually, rags of lunar light, bitterly imitating white enchanted hearts that betray your secret shivers. Dowry of those who gathered in life flowers of mandrake and belladonna, whole bouquets of immortal errors engraved in runes on jade stones, like winters decayed in mystical vices like honey bewitched by alchemy, the fairy tales that grandparents lie to us with legends woven from silver threads and wax. The mirage remained pregnant with sons of dragons and sorcerers without names written in sealed books, throws into the heavens sacred maces of meteorites, like the heroes from forgotten epics who build from sacred mountains tombs that guard hidden treasures, some bitter princes lost in spells. With the name from an entire phrase of charm and ancient incantation, that even the blue blood baptizes itself with water from enchanted springs, in a universe of esoteric verse, where our ritualistic world matters so much in fate, like a law that our sorcerer grandchildren will invent for us. One definitive engraved in amulets, against death that haunts in the darkness of time, pulling together a shift through clouds of incense and fragrances of spikenard, of love to festively cover the destinies of alchemical gold and celestial mercury, thunder of my heart - sudden beating of ritual drum in magic circle. To make sparks of your tears full of radiant serum like the burning bush, of that heaven an azure temple raised from lapis lazuli and sapphire, my soul initiated in absolute mysteries sanctifies itself monastically, to include it in wonderful divine services, always and your sanctified bodily pleasure. And mystical ecstasy embraces me in temples with walls of black marble, opens the gates for me with the golden keys of hermetic knowledge, calls me back to the place where time is woven from astral threads, and I remain elevated in the grave of whispers that sing psalms of mystery.
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