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I was kissed by music

Lifted up arpeggio - starried stairs

Up from the depths

For today I did not want to be

down in those depths



How many times have I been saved

by her purity --

The sweetness implicit

in all of her Symphonies

How often has this sinner of gutrot and bones

been borne up trembling in the Arms of Angels!



Ah Music!

The blacknesses and

darknesses dissolved

Devils beaten down by

ten - thousand angels

Spectate her nature --

gorgeous simple and sweet

The Eternal Drug



I name you worship

hope in starry eyed arms

of rhythms

Truly blessed --

I breathe God's air!



Arms of sound enclose time

and the atmospheres, rose petals

Black, red and gold...

An apocalyptic blizzard symphony

Colour and lucidity



And when breathing comes not easily

it hurts not to inhale sound,

Wretched sinner I am God -like

I am ether, I am God

I am holy in headphones,

enraptured, enshrined



A swine given over to outbursts

of Love, you are my language.