In the Russet Gold of this Vain Hour
The Autumns
Here in the night
is the union blessed
tears and sunlight
burn to bruise your fair skin
Bitter the bride
through her breaking lips
cast to the fire
that illumes the cherished
Blood
true love
dolls' dead breathing
come to us
come to us
Fears and their lyres
brood o'er our moonlit bed
smoke hair and vials of incense
the silk stained red
Blood
true love
dolls' baited breath
come to us
come to us
Touched her head
and..
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