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May there be a secret portal ,
old heartbeat of the earth ,
Dreamt Cupid stolen in his
sleep ,
by Darkness unobserved .

Coincidentia
oppositorum ,
Storm Angel and Wild Beast ,
Union of the Devouring Snake
and Lovers of the Chemical Feast .

When time has come full circle
and the tempest calls to
fly ,
we will meet in golden sunset ,
where our hearts are three ,
six , nine .
In a dark chasm
between thought ,
and in velvet blackness ,
I search for you in dreams .

Shivering , lying
on cold ground
in some abandoned temple ,
seduced  by the eroticism
of Night .

Hidden were the diverse signs ,
ghostly lanterns ,
born in times of Chaos ,
you were my star and my light .

Now , glorious in victory ,
and amongst cherubs ,
and with sacred flame ,
we dwell in a third kingdom .

Time bends around
our many lives ,
and with mathematical devotion
breathes a magic forest to life .

Throughout the universe
is a shining path .
We will meet at midnight
to love , and to love
again .

— The End —