vines of eden hedged

you were moved by my soliloquy
but my stageless love was bright
so I fed you paleful lilies
in the gardens of my night

I tried to tongue the sequined rivers
as lonely fell from spaces
warmed you deep in chasmed orchid
soft hedged in eden places

the gypsy of you would not smell home
wombed sepulchral in my arms
this wicked fruit would not tempt you
dripping sweet serpentine charms

the woman of me shook for wanting
the circles you traced weren't mine
drawing swords of edgeless echos
thorn pricked eyes bled words of vine

begging in the reverb of glances
we twined around each other

I grew into scarlet chimera

you grew into another

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