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Modus Apollonian

I approach your vibration as you travel toward the sun
and our senses whirl till the revolving spark explodes itself
in esoteric movements seen in the moonlight.

Our lovers’ souls are burnt with this unbearable being:
standing in the unknown difference between us
you can feel the vaguest of all impressions.

In this improvised cottage thou art my companion
and together we travel the radius of autumn,
illuminating the sunshine with perfect accuracy.