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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