Oblivion
4 December 1943
Oh sweet adultrous harlot of the skies I yearn to thee with heart of burning fire And pray that I might lie between thy thighs To find in one mad, all consuming quire The passion promised in thy tender eyes.
That I might find, oh sweet incestrous one The flame uniting heart to soul and mind And having found this love of two and none Cast off the shell that maketh mankind blind Unto the glory of the dawning sun.
And having found my rapture in thy kiss Oh daughter of the evening’s purple charms To know the beauty, and the carnal bliss Of total dissolution in thine arms My Babalon. Veiled by the dread abyss.
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