She and the sun,
Together polar of my heart,
Blaze on, greeting my
Soul like swallowtail to fawn.
Standing resolute,
I gaze upon her now,
As when we, long ago
Descended from realms of Halcyon.
Servile for lavish manna,
We long and pine,
For betrothal steadfast
Forever to our ethereal One.
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