Laurels crown
And
colours climb
Beneath
and ever after
Held in
sweet repose
When
others silken the land
And give
the voiceless song
Blood
wreathed in ribbon
Flesh
wreathed in mist
Promise,
union, tryst
Kissed
upon all my agonies
This
dreaming held so delicately
Flesh of
the sea
Upon skin
of a rising angel
And the
rain is singing somehow
These honours
held and shared
So freely,
among friends
A friend
that I can speak to
Enfolded
in these wings
As safe as
I can keep you
Above and
ever after
As now
Colours
are climbing
Laurel's
crown
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