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
𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑
Of All the First
The First and Sword
Swept 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 over 𝐄𝐠𝐲𝐩𝐭
Slept in her millions of ages
Dreamed lions' faces
Held agate and sung like arcs
The 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 hung Stars
Trembling bit the hail and frost
In nights I shed smiles
Worshipped rhymes
Books of Law
Misrule killed angels
Conjured 𝐍𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡 out of mounds
Crept in twilight
𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 dreamt dead
Except in the keys
In the casket
The corn kept its secret