would you drink that Lethe water my dear?
If I was to place it in a crystal vessel
adorn it with diamonds brighter than your eyes

Would you let her serene whispers into your tumultuous mind?
to ease your psyche and cleanse you?

she tastes like flowers grown upon the highest cloud
honey to the palate
does that tempt you my dear?

She is not styx nor cocytus
she is a scintillating blue
you will die, I admit
but she’ll borne you anew