Glorious light shine into that hemisphere,Only could I chance to seek this space to near,
I have touched those moist beams,
And mused so many times for its turn to gleam,
What is this captured flickering arches smelling of the sea,
Only the sea urchins and starfishes tight hold to the mantle for me,
We will lie bare and fill these pools,
Cavort for the seas maiden games and move,
Please let this tidal sense conquer us from that cold state,
Our warmed embrace of another sensual taste,
Oh, that Ocean Storm recurring back before the dawn,
Our shrouded tears have touched and not shone,
These textures no more but charcoal blooms,
It is merely an eclipsed emotions for whom.
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