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Trumpet flower yellowing sorrel

Dusky orchards raise royal thrones to gods

A gallery of ebony pine flushing

Arctic coffins frig a Roman with figs for eyes

The Romantic sepulcher

of black floral and plum,

with bronze eyes holding wreaths,

And gilded seas of poets holding

cold cedar.

Thick turrets of snow

crown the Balkans wide.

Lighting pine forest deep

glowing green from Boreal stare..

Sweet columns of alpine

fill the aromatic air!

Come to icelands

That lay buried in snow

Walk through forests of

Immemorable gold

To the alabaster leaves

And summer wilted trees

A mountain village unfolds..!

Sweet columns of alpine

guard mountain cress

swaying to French horns,

the naked bride in snow.

Helen dressed in wildflower,

a powdered face

strangled in the wind

clasping dust from Pompeii.

For the ceremony

a peasant ballerina

tied in purple bondage,

a play in three acts,

and broom rustles

to patricians with

sandals sparkling

along lakes stretching out.

Past pockets of camas

to the mithral valley

of swords and sun

raised for battle.

An eagle spills with laughter

Goths and legionnaires

slicing cold flesh

for a haven up sward stars

Pantheons watch from the azure..

Dionysus faces Rome!

Come to icelands

That lay buried in snow

Walk through forests of

Imemmorable gold

To the alabaster leaves

And summer wilted trees

A mountain village unfolds

Comrades you're under the tress,

and the Balkans is blue in the upward sky.

Lupercalia commences with Poseidon

and a Gallic hailing Faust,

while two parties prepare to die!