You found heaven for me. The gates concealed as they were, to my existence until the point of you in revelation. Now, sight itself wears me in its vernacular, and wonder wrapping the formless to every shape and size to my cognition. You put me together as if strewn prior to your perception. The sheen …
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The glorious mention,
mine humility your grace.
The meeting of the old gods.
The understanding of the new ones.
The richness of form in thy adorn.
The majesty of aesthetic, the depth of perception that diffuses cognition from its very mention. A multi-dimension splendour for the senses toured to the hearts’ render.
Yet this surface of inspiration passes through fissions of existence and mechanisms of mere eccentricities.
Say nothing and say it all, the privilege of emotion that animates yonder into a smile of inner rectitudes.
