Valence Of Mute Love
© Surazeus
2025 04 13

Weird otherness of the thing in itself,
symbolized by snow flakes of unique style,
inspires me to shift sharp focus of hope
on traumatic terrain of psychic games
based on unconscious substance of desire
that shimmers with sepia glamor of faith.

Because language is the house of my being,
which shelters fragile spirit of my heart,
I steal bright flame from the lightning-struck tree
with brazier I swiped from Temple of Zeus
to activate bonfire of vanities
when we set fire to mansions of the greedy.

If we dare disrupt language of state power
with penetrating insight into fear,
which catalyzes hearts of frightened souls,
we might find subtle secret of the stars
laid open with empty newness of being
that records our lamentations of death.

Erotic allure of thought alchemy,
through which we transform visions of our brains
to carefully worded religious doctrine,
by which we brainwash children of the damned
to share earth-fostered wealth of hungry hands,
enchants my heart with secret of success.

Voluptuous tone of brooding nonchalance
beguiles my heart with texture of true love
which still provokes analysis of fate
with granular code of compulsive lust,
aggressive with passion of pretty faith
contrived by hypnotic spells of revision.

Awake with shock of alligator truth,
we sit on rugged hill of fake salvation
to contemplate the blooming rose of winter
which heals word-festered wounds of honest hope
beneath the undercutting gaze of fate
who unfurls spirit of faith from our bones.

Obscured by contents of exploding books
that flap raven wings in ecstatic joy,
we kiss each other till we resurrect,
holy insight preserving amplitude
that remains with perennial cynicism
to witness shocking beauty of this world.

No cure for loneliness of aching hearts
unveils absence of essential respect
which haunts our hearts with valence of mute love
that bonds our bodies with mutual desire
through measurement of darkness that remains
vast as bright galaxies between our eyes.

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Orpheus experiments with alchemical formulas to find the secret of transforming the body into pure spirit, but realizes everybody will die.

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