Tomb Of His Heart © Surazeus 2023 01 26 The unconsoled widower in dark woods escapes from crumbling tower of Aquitaine, clutching lute he once played for his sweet bride, and stumbles under black sun of despair, unable to find pure star of his love that gleams with melancholy of lost hope. Trembling all night in the vine-entwined tomb, the groaning widow prince of Aquitaine plays untuned strings of the star-spangled lute and sings heart-aching ballad of the day he met sweet Melusine by garden well in lush villa maze of Pausilypon. High on rocky cliff above secret grotto, where Odysseus outwitted the Cyclopes, the virile star-eyed prince of Aquitaine, dressed as Phoebus with his star-spangled lute, gazes entranced with love at Melusine, fairy who dances with serpentine grace. Enchanted with love that pierces their hearts, Phoebus and Melusine embrace and kiss with passionate desire of timeless trust by trellis where the vine entwines the rose, bodies buzzing with chemical desire to generate new life from heart of Earth. Sailing with his bride home to Aquitaine, Phoebus carries her up the winding stairs and locks her safe inside high tower room where Melusine eats apples every day and sings with blue sparrows on the windowsill that soar on fragile wings of liberty. Belly swelling ripe with child of his seed, Melusine sings in tall tower of hope, so Phoebus peers through window of her heart but stares surprised when his fairy transforms into scarlet serpent with star-gold eyes that coils around small room with lightning power. While giving birth to daughter of his soul, the serpent fairy with sapphire-blue eyes cries out in agony of wrenching pain, then Phoebus holds her in his arms and weeps with bereaved heart at loss of his sweet bride while their daughter wails for milk on her breast. Cradling baby Rapunzel in his arms, Phoebus sails across the broad Acheron to lay Melusine in tomb of his heart, then modulates lute with lyre of Orpheus and sings elegy that soothes bereaved heart as tower of Aquitaine crumbles to dust.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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