Through azure depths of pleasure

Swarmed by purer jellyfish

I plunge through deeper mysteries

That eyes of glass have found.

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The tears of lament are shaken

In Nadir's purer game

Where trenches become a stage

And angler's dancing lights

Invite all men to dance.

On coral threads

That poison has not touched.

Their hands have never met,

Such azure drowned in tears

That starfish brought from heaven

Floating on azure of pleasure

That kingfishers never scoured

A purer game is finished,

In every drop beneath.