A cloud in circle

Ethereal sense of solitude

A cloud in circle
What are his nets traps how does he surround him.
with cold floods of abstraction and with forests of solitude
to build him castles and high spires.
Where kings and priests may dwell
till she who burns with youth and no fixet lot.
is bound.. in a spell of law to one she loaths?
And must she drag the chain... of life in weary lust?
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