Pouring Angelic Perfume
The genie, a Cherub angel
Knelling before a carpet of rosettes
Scarabs made of gold, painted with black dots
An alabaster Urn with copper round hinges
A round globe greenish aged copper earth
Nitrogen rare yellow charger diamonds, blue sapphires
Silver splays of aura flecks blurring vision, fuliginous violet
A blue immaculate grain, the mere fleck~of his perfected
A crack of perfect beauteous light
All that the human mind can bear, it is blinding
The stone of sight, a royal crown, and crest pointed with glitter
Faucets, silk ribbons, great crystals and a gold cap
Sealing knowledge, the art of cutting oils, the secret codex
Remains in the Masters hand to give to his chosen
Weighted in a deep mind forest, filled with mercy
Zooming magnification of the middle eye, the diadem
Rare, oh so rare is the diadem upon the alchemists mind
An emerald, Gemini, the sign of twain in unison, harmony
The lovers of Iris flowers, in perfume Splendora
Sea foam green of aphrodisiacs, gardenias, musk
Beautiful hand painted bottles, gold leaf trims
Lifting the veil showing all the nakedness of souls
Seeing light splays, beams of the moon in Venus
Splaying vials of healing oils upon the earth
Rays of light the blind do not receive, scent codes
The secrets of the Arc, the grail, in the Cherubim'
Pouring perfume to his gatekeeper, given the codes
To pour upon earth, to receive his coming
He is, he is, and bountiful my God is perfect
Hearing the angels sing, holy, holy, holy
Is my God and his
Perfume
From the book of Angelic Splendor Perfume
As heard from the angel Nemesis
From the secret codex book, in works
Scribed by the blue rose
In the year two thousand five, the third year of the light
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