may the eyes of every
slithering light be blindfolded,
my love is here with me
may the night be
as quiet as a village,
my darling gently dries her wings
let no thought betray
no stone pelt a shiver
my dove goes visiting a dream
hush now, oh deepest
of all fathom, the
world floats on a heartbeat
all things done, undone,
things indelible, leisurely
things, now discarded
a parting feather in flight
descends...
her beguiling bejeweled body
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