In the kingdom of black skies
and crystallized mirrors of your eyes,
a million rainbows
tether deep below
yet high above in spectral rows.
Worried are the oceans on seeing your depth,
fertile is that barren land that has your grasp
Starch of sugars
held out as trigger
All the mysteries now resolved,
sand-castles and snowmen melt to dissolve
Solvent barriers in their respite,
swords of desire surrender as kites
Violent sky, interrupted by light
You fall today with all your might
in honorable slavery,
chained by mercy
Saturated horizon, extricated tea
Pattering pavilions to get back to knees.


Source of featured image: Madeleine Brunnmeier on


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