The Stupefier

Liquified in an elixir Of eloquence I seek asylum For I am an asylum seeker Seeking for the one and only true Elysium But will my eolian language Be enough and not only Reach daft ears? I hope not! Yet, I do so fear my eolian tongue Be too hot and untranslatable Worse, unheard of I get so caught up in the moment, I find myself inside a bubble Floating upward, and onward Floating higher Into Infinity and beyond. . .