Permit Me Voyage, Love, Into Your Hands.

Stars Scribble On Our Eyes The Frosty Sagas, The Gleaming Cantos Of Unvanquished Space. (cape Hatteras

Permit Me Voyage, Love, Into Your Hands.

And So It Was I Entered The Broken World To Trace The Visionary Company Of Love, Its Voice An Instant In The Wind (i Know Not Whither Hurled) But Not For Long To Hold Each Desperate Choice.

Let My Lusts Be My Ruin, Then, Since All Else Is A Fake And A Mockery.

One Must Be Drenched In Words, Literally Soaked In Them.