Your rising stirred me from my sleep
with one kiss upon my mouth- so deep and sweet
Just one drop I spied upon the blade
as the glow not yet touched, began the trade
From night to day, in splintered the light
iridescent shards radiated from within
Then a million blades, and a billion lights
enveloped my soul - what a glorious sight
Creeping slowly, then rising with form
when night turned to kiss the misty mouth of morn
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