It was the fool’s moon I saw in your face,
The shadow’s light, the pale wind
That pulled me towards the edge.
I was hypnotised by your lunar seas,
Swallowed by your ripped tide.
I followed, and you led:
Took me to your flowered bed,
Filled my ears with silk and song,
The melodies and discords
Of rope and metal, blood and bone.
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