What madness
I drunk
By your image
Still, it lingers deep
Through my unkempt desire
What untold misery
I hold
By your emissary
Still, unarticulated I remain
In your implicit silence
To the glum
That eclipse my phase
Let the sun hold the gaze
Behind the polarity undefined
What madness
I plant
By your soaring height
Still, serpentine fear
Twist thy image
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