Frolically prancing are the nymphs through the light of a harvest moon
emerging inconspicuously driven through a funnel of a fluttering sensualism.
Indicative of the obvious assumption we position the implication opportune
to a partition of persuasions unyielding in variations of an outstretched imagination.
We then spawn an enthralling refrain of gentle allusions and lilting lyricism
to elope in reckless abandon awaiting the consequences of our flirtation.
Expressing the melodious passage pledges resilience and utter pacifism
procuring our innocence of cause preoccupying intent and resolution.
Instantaneously and impulsively attaining the insight of each goddess the chrism
will annoint us with receptive mindfulness awakening us from our deepest delusions.
Encompassing the swirling promenade we pirouette forth with a miraculous affirmation
articulating precisely the limerick of befuddlement disorientating the caterpillar’s cocoon.
Subsequentially bursts a multitude of polychromatic butterflies through a prism
inoculating our senses and permeating our resourcefulness to multivarious conclusions.
At the dawning of the hypothesis we mellow the contradictions as we carefully strew
a myriad of conceptual deliverance to pervasively envision a plentitude of eclecticism.
Accentuating the autumnal luminescence Demeter will gloriously arise well attuned
to the on and coming winter solstice and twilight’s jubilant and festive augmentation.
Felicitous and optimal environments exhilarate the unassuming inspiring idealism
implementing a plentitude of expedience and redirecting our realizations.
The congregation of spirits will ignite an emboldened proposition to outrightly assume
the vulnerability of the humble and the soft-spoken manner of their optimism.
With this disposition we revel our inner peace which magnifies our sensations
and exemplifies the consistency of temperament and a persistent futurism.
Unfettered through the woods of Mother Nature we trill our voices in imitation
of our feathered friends as their euphonic arias charm our foggy forenoon.
As the evening’s dusk arrives with a sickle crescent we fantasize a magnetism
which lures the uncanny to mysterious shenanigans and inexplicable temptations.
Essentially appeased through authentic dignity the sensitive will delicately construe
a treasured riddle to gratify the insatiable and reconstitute benevolence and altruism.