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Wake of Heaven
Nap, peerless, nap here, oh sheer oread
Beyond the Skeletal branches green
He wishes you to wake along the
Igneous gates of the streaming smokes
Of our shared tacit shebeen
Lift thine beaches, thy lashy lids
Of sands, and see with closed
Eyes the message we have sent
Nay? Be you too a far from me?
Unweeve our broken leaves of the filemot hue
And within the many you'll see but just the few.
Few,few whispers, vowelish strips of
Sky that I push to peer through your
Consonant clouds around praline
A tasting fane that shrouds he
About you, before his eyes only,
Bane of his Bread, he sends me bouquets
Of his rain embellished thoughts
And however much he tells me
Still you fail to listen
To the ways that makes them glisten
His heart, full of the palatine
The warm beating of sweet enclosure
Fruit, flavescent haze he pours along
The panels of windowless doors
Oh! But ethereal, but beauty!
And what here is in fairness:fair?
Whilst Beltain is ablaze
And she's reddening your hair!
Hear him? Nay I thought not
What doest 'thou' hear of chanting?
Little it seems
And when to chants you do but listen
Tis a chance you'll call them dreams
I AM NO DREAM FOR YOU NOR HE
I AM THE SPIRIT OF THE SEA
GOVERNED BY THE MOON
ABASHED
BY THE NOCTURNAL IN WHICH US YOU GRASP
WE ARE NO MORE AS DREAMS
THAN THAT OF THE EARTH YOU CLASP.
We the invisible bone behind you
A saner view than most
Never bite mistaken
You the quest, Us the host
He is here, swimming the occipital
Your mane of glowed out pains of strand
A silent vow of slit banned blades
The shocked hair, on form, a being
Bloomed by combining shades
The warm
beating, his legs a slash in thine waves
Though hear ye not, come back
Turn thine eyes in turn
And let us burn as one
For he waits in prayer
Of the catharsis, the flare
For I the true body in thy soul to make
The first few steps in our haven, wake.
Sweet nebule, wetter sound than
Wings that flap their dampened souls away
To weeve the broken leaves adjoin
Beneath our treading toes, to lay
Down his twigs for us to light
Hear him not, we do, but you do not
Watch the bark, vein blue
Watch the bark, vein blue
Cascade a fall, rain out he does
You've begun to twist me around
We both can see him now
Watch his bow, coroding
Dealt by waves
And in flight of tht fancy
He smiles, cup of tear?
cup of tear?
He drinks it down for days...
Nap, peerles you are, nap here
Oh bright and waning oread
Between the skeletal branches green
He watches the leaves squint and
Crack their brows in your
Shared tacit shebeen
Through satin sequinned root of gold
sunlight, away, a fold......doth creep
You know every root about him now
But only grow them whilst you sleep.
