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JUNGLE, by                    
First Line: An alchemy of sunset weaving amethystine gold
Last Line: Famine before fulfillment lighting space.


An alchemy of sunset weaving amethystine gold
On shadowed laces, dripping splendour from an unknown weight
Of gems inset and girt across the armoured front of night;
Till dawn from out beyond the feathered distances lets fold
On fold of molten rose unfurl like wings upon a state
Of worship -- being Beauty, veiled to guard herself from sight.
And all the glamorous perfumes on the air,
And all the clamorous voices on the dark,
Faint into keener sweetness; from the lair
Dry lips lift, holden parted, as with stark
Thirst in thrall to Beauty's breathing grace,
Famine before fulfillment lighting space.





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