Joyless knowing, your damper tear subsides mine, and willows
over birth
The priceless lair where seldoms frequent, hoarding their force
in charity
The kind come near being love, a common love among servants,
virtue of wealth
Of love come over ending, unremembering to a rest, thankful of
reason's leave
The unsucceeder, the man eaten in his word, the tyrant swan,
discoverer
Of plane proof, distresser of the stressedness, coeval with illusion
Nearing the other on baited prayer, through giving up its catch
accepting love
As long will love just wait for man given up, given in to flight
And up the vital pull, attrition and a spewing of groinings,
lunchl y plucked
Pit clear down to a soul, overhead of senses, deposed of nubile
flinchings
Married to the sake unfound in war, blessed of hallowing intent,
to accept
As much my hunger as I can crave for love, undoing my own
sake who wants fuel
The kind come densely sating breath with flavor, stroking the
fire to engulf me
Victim of the ritual hunting for solace, whose rooming dwarfs
my appetite
Given over to lustily asking less of my father, to provide that I be
donor
The ruminating caller upon all thy love, their friend amid the
fiery loss
The sword that peered no further than the true heart, the final of
duels ...
V
With loss is there this passion, some lover abroad his cast-off
flight
Wrecked from entering bluer land, hovering lowly in the sail
discarded
