If ever, that is, always

If ever, that is, always, you were, you are what I feel in clairvoyance, then my clear happiness for you, adored, was converted to your kisses. Divine grace clear in her converted. Enter my Destiny. Middle of my eyes. Verse and reverse of your innocent heart. I was a victim of the pain of heartbreak; bitter pain that all awaits me. But now, victim saved, life is no longer incisive.

Palimpsest on painting. Surrealism in Mirror. Random intratextuality.