For Ken, Dark Lilly. When you dance with dark lilies, You can see inside the fermented grief, Clouded in no stronger pull than that of stagnation, I feel you breaking, a solo journey through the tunnel, Enshrouding you with grief, A measured amount of darkness, With dampened stars, Loosing their shine as you gaze upwards, Your lids lower to the earth below, as you perceive the dank ground, Nothing seems real anymore, The candle i hold out offers love, The gift of refreshment, Wax drips, Softly and tenderly I see you, I see your magnificent self and soul, I wrap you in the blankets of magick I possess, Warming you, Lifting your mind into eternal reason, Reason to live and love, As we did and will, Throughout the roots of the strong Yew tree we are, Organically filling you with the sap of a promise of love, Which will never die.
Posted on: Sun, 15 Sep 2013 14:04:52 +0000
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