She Sleeps

Golden haired sunshine steps in to the room

Light of his smile will banish the gloom

Tip-toe in silence across the floor

To the Lady of Night come ashore

Dawn does not break upon her dream

Instead sets porcelain flesh to gleam

Where it lay bare atop blanketed stars

Among the streaks of satellite scars

Tenderly covers the sleeper’s brow

Furrowed by the farmer’s plow

Kisses warm as summertime

Murmurs endearments, undefined

Slowly thawed to liquid ease

Her rest is full, her wrath appeased

The sun will hold paternal sway

Upon the song of birds and hues of day

But when mystery grows deep and dark

When blackness begs for the fire’s spark

When blood is pulled in Lunar tides

Our sleeping Lady will arise

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