Supernal Syrinx' Song Ephemeral
by Robert Paul Gass (aka Imagines Vinco aka Ultionem Vinco)
The satyr Pan to lose his blessed bliss
Because of flight the blight on heart to steal
The soul of Syrinx reed to hide his Miss
Among the nature marsh morass to feel.
He picked the reeds that whispered wind as sweet
To hear for sapor ears as fear to kneel
And Virgos venture venous base effete
Appraisals sins in sanctuary meal.
He loves his Syrinx still as dear to pains
For Virgos never close compared to keel
Of Scorpio as ship to sail in veins
For lucid dreams of songs in wind to peel.
Always the trips to lose the flavor cost
He pays to soar on wings of wax now lost.
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