Jun 13
Oh, in the sun, you and I, we are bright, oh! Oh, onyx-eyed, making shapes in the night, oh, oh! Mouth to my feet, to my knees, to my face, oh! Rooted in me, you create a new place, oh, oh! I wrest a peak from the earth, rend the sky, oh, oh! I birth a void, nourish you with my hand and eye. Your body moves closer. I turn away, frozen. I sow the fields with your blood for the moons which shiver ablaze, though entombed in my womb, oh, oh! Building a gate with your bones, long and white, oh, oh! City in hand, filled with my luminous eyes.
