Lying In Her Long Veils On the Calm Black Water
Lying in her long veils on the calm black water
In a dream I shall feel lull them asleep among the foliage;
pours burning love the devil's paladins;
that by starlight! of black devils and black wolves!
The wind kisses her breasts by the wave.
- a nest of mad kisses, the star has wept rose-colour.
In a slumbering alder hemmed in by chimaeras.
- from violet forests: where the stars are sleeping.
Lying in her long veils, on the calm black water
embroidered with black moss her great veils rising
mount in my soul but endless;
I cared nothing for all, hurled of the hulks hurricane,
of sour apples pale-eyed realize in antique dramas
the scented twilight, devoured by vermin
Copyright © Grant Baker | Year Posted 2021
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