Soft curving vision
Radiant with passion’s heat
Burning in the flesh
Spellbound in bright eyes
Depth without measure, reflect
Waves, and wind, and tide
Listen, a question
Voice, resounding and faultless
Eternal echo
She lifts and she falls
Her dance sweeps the horizon
Muse of the dark night
Siren of poets
Con-joined to the infinite
Fill the empty pen
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