The Eclipse of Two

Besotted, ensnared and diverged thy pupil Dilate the ache 'pon holy gate Sewn son to sun of love'n marred and married gait Palpate the touch o'titular chance Kiss'd and carresed thy senile smile Tipped'n tallied bashful sway, to fall Away, and away, eyes to 'ssemble And resemble the semblance of valour and holy hour Mine to my own, to pitiful ponder Shone Sun to shine 'pon th'drought of moon wept wonder Sullied sultry shout yonder, and o'er the wind swept chimes Of chortl'd laugh, and Sun sung sonnets T'lay a kiss t'stain, and eclipse within th'sky. Dearest, and dire to die for, Sun of mine.