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THE GODS BECAME JEALOUS OF OUR LOVE
No where is there such stupendous love
Not even from the virgin press of creation
As if the first ignition repeated itself.
Haven't your wondered why the gods were jealous
And if for a moment they would become torrid flesh;
Yes, our love though mortal took on the immemorial.
It wasn't as if the immortals could not cognize love,
they could, but even in their noetic immensity they
could not gauge what was birth though our valences.
We loved, and though incipient as measured by eternity,
No Archon of an aon would understand the press of our
Wine. We loved and the gods became insanely jealous.
Balalaikas played by themselves, and new eruptions of
ancient seeds buries in Pharaoh's chambers gave birth
To only what could be called the most ardent of lilies.
Yes, we loved, and that is not all. Though mellenia will
Pass, our love will be the primordial root though which all
The fruits of love will will bloom from the tree we planted.
Didn't you know that love is the heartbeat of creation? It
Is well that the universe is synchronized in such a way that
Our love is part of the sinusoidal wave of that love ocean.
