My Beautiful Bride's

Curious, a drop of orgone dusk Making way to peek amid that These curtains; hush this breath Rising in slivers their, delight.. A manifold cat crowing with Blood dripping from the vine Candlelight shadows and the clock Chimes black rubies twined atop Pentagon lines vanilla incantations Silk desires, parting perfect red lips Stoking this fire; deep the moans Bewitching cradles resting now The dawn which waits within Her velvet charms; love, set ablaze... Nightfalls curious drop of time Beyound the curtains in that sublime Whereupon her bosom she does lie Casting spells while taking tithes In this my heart they surely know Outside their window, a proxics cat Does crow; aneath blood as blue rubies Dripping from vines; such, silk incantations.