The Perfect Rose (Valentine Special)

The Perfect Rose (Valentine Special)
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On a Wing of Lovers Dreams
Down the Spiral of our mind
Many beauteous Crystal Scenes
Unfold, the Perfect land to find
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At Rainbows end the perfect Gems
Create new colours, Never seen
By a Human eye, ne’ere Aeons when
The gods reflect such happenings been
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There yonder Heavens marbled Gate
The Womb of precious Gossamer Thread
Wherein the Melt of lovers fate
With God’s great heart is truly Wed
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The Union of the Sweetness melt
Of all that’s Pure in flakes sublime
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Love himself in Passion felt
To blend and merge his Hall of Time
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So to this Crystal Womb of Light
All that Mankind as Precious knows
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To faerie weave in Laughter bright
This one, this only, Perfect Rose
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So look upon this Perfect Rose
No words describe, no perfect Prose
Come near the Beauty of this flower
Cast by Love’s hand, in Lovers Bower