I can't keep calm, I'm an Alabamian

Away the great white witch in the infinite scale

Expire within those radiance of the sun

Sent through the infinite sea of eternity

Swift he roamed through the infinite infinite mind

He remembered each thing, nor concealed in the face

Slowly upon its very place, or marked the place

Lit by a breath of expectation on the face

As across the star sheen of the curious glance

That the heart is against some persuasion of praise

Above your loveliness; or as a thing divine,

A form and beauty in a fashioning beauty.

Softly it trickles into music down the trail,

As across the star sheen of the curious sky

Forth upon a land beneath a shadowy goal,—

Forever seeking for the beauty of that sun,

Even the fairest beauty in phosphorescence,

I touch the sacred hour with rapture and love.

Again I wait a hour with beauteous skies,

Until your golden head, despite my helpless pride,

And find no utterance in your lips as fire,

Forever against the thought of the tender blush.

Softly it trickles with happiness to the mute,

Words in the smile, and reverently a blush

Comes a soft beating voice with subtle undertone.

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