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You, son of the almond tree, who walks bare in bowels of an evergreen pine, should step lightly with me in eunuch dance. You who burn mad with Cybele's natural fire, ablaze in the summer suns, would do well to unmask your mysteries in the light of your own mind--- to illuminate the deep space you inhabit and contain.

You who bore the mark of beauty at birth, hair dancing with winds that carry angelic notes through vast inner space, should come forth and hear the heart of nature beat within you. Waking in the glorious rapture of your self--- confined to infinity.

Sent away on a lions bed to wed the kings daughter in far off lands, damned to a wet faced morning on the eve of your true becoming. Dissolution of passions in the present place in your soon becoming permanence, this was to be your fate--- sound asleep in submission.

And yet! Come forth and spout your dreams! Madness has become you in the hands of your true love! Come break the cycle and catch the eye of the seasons (wandering in wonder that casts a gaze upon the evergreen, the ever-mad). For it is you, so helpless in loves mad grip with mad eyes rolling in the waters of passion, who shall know the eternities alone--- resilient.

Come rest untouched in forever.

-Matty
(One day you'll remember)

Description
You, son of the almond tree, who walks bare in bowels of an evergreen pine, should step lightly with me in eunuch dance. You who burn mad with Cybele's natural fire, ablaze in the summer suns, would do well to unmask your mysteries in the light of your own mind--- to illuminate the deep space you inhabit and contain.

You who bore the mark of beauty at birth, hair dancing with winds that carry angelic notes through vast inner space, should come forth and hear the heart of nature beat within you. Waking in the glorious rapture of your self--- confined to infinity.

Sent away on a lions bed to wed the kings daughter in far off lands, damned to a wet faced morning on the eve of your true becoming. Dissolution of passions in the present place in your soon becoming permanence, this was to be your fate--- sound asleep in submission.

And yet! Come forth and spout your dreams! Madness has become you in the hands of your true love! Come break the cycle and catch the eye of the seasons (wandering in wonder that casts a gaze upon the evergreen, the ever-mad). For it is you, so helpless in loves mad grip with mad eyes rolling in the waters of passion, who shall know the eternities alone--- resilient.

Come rest untouched in forever.

-Matty
(One day you'll remember)