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Times i've spent in dream worlds,
Beyond the wall of sleep,
Like eating magic mushrooms,
Or playing purple deep,
And sometimes in the evening,
I can hear the sweet World say,
"Uncross your legs my Darling,
and Come into my Way"
Should I bless Rhiannon with patchouli perfume,
Draw pentacles in white circles in the middle of my room?
or lay the cards in Tarot Trees upon a marble floor,
Divine the supernatural from a magickal whore?
Instances of vision fall into my view,
Oh Lady, hear my calling, I've uncrossed myself for you,
So between the trumps of Tarot,
And the spells that I may cast,
I'll lie dreaming with the Sparrow,
Or Circe's golden bloom,
For the pentacles of prophets lead into Ariadne's rooms,
Give me purple passion, incite me rosy red,
& the Poet smiled wickedly at the things she said.
Beyond the wall of sleep,
Like eating magic mushrooms,
Or playing purple deep,
And sometimes in the evening,
I can hear the sweet World say,
"Uncross your legs my Darling,
and Come into my Way"
Should I bless Rhiannon with patchouli perfume,
Draw pentacles in white circles in the middle of my room?
or lay the cards in Tarot Trees upon a marble floor,
Divine the supernatural from a magickal whore?
Instances of vision fall into my view,
Oh Lady, hear my calling, I've uncrossed myself for you,
So between the trumps of Tarot,
And the spells that I may cast,
I'll lie dreaming with the Sparrow,
Or Circe's golden bloom,
For the pentacles of prophets lead into Ariadne's rooms,
Give me purple passion, incite me rosy red,
& the Poet smiled wickedly at the things she said.
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