- -My Stella - 43 Comments

Will thou forgive me for this undue, fitful and figurative fancy? Will thou? The sky within vast though cumbersome for its infinitude, Forgive me o Stella, my no mind's finery, for thiseuphoria of my incorporeal soul. ........

Stella the world was ponderous on thy modesty andI was split to naught. Thy decorum with elegant looks without verboseinfiltrated into my guileless shrine. Completion of metaphysical cohesion and alchemy of opposed wit expunges my mindless spirit.

Smiling face thou endued though atrophied for Funk foreign. Trembled heart lost its goodness and woundpectoralpushedme pop on the nether world.

wished, I smelled thee and breathed with heart intercepted and choked. With half - lost mind thou entered my being, With thought oppressed might be by unknown Unrevealed, and incognito uptake

I loved thee, kissed thee and embraced thee, I did what my panting heart wished

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Will thou forgive me