LILY
BreastNight: the lilies unfold
The mouth of the Moon kissed me
I looked face full unto Him most beautiful pool
Souled in gold and grace
Diamond deep He spoke to me
ππππππ ππ‘π ππππππ
Of All the First
The First and Sword
Swept ππ₯π¨π¨ππ
πππ over ππ π²π©π
Slept in her millions of ages
Dreamed lions' faces
Held agate and sung like arcs
The ππ₯πππ©π
πππ hung Stars
Trembling bit the hail and frost
In nights I shed smiles
Worshipped rhymes
Books of Law
Misrule killed angels
Conjured πππ³ππ«πππ‘ out of mounds
Crept in twilight
ππ§π π₯ππ§π dreamt dead
Except in the keys
In the casket
The corn kept its secret