Awake
the night, ablaze with you
for Someone had doused the tower with your spirit, almost delirious
In the eastern chamber, the violet tapestry folded and
Thrust into the same hands that had touched your thighs,
Not 24 hours before, and not for 24 hours again

Asleep
the night, awake with you
my Beautiful avatar, taken early in a mist, white and clammy with death
By the same mind that had clothed you and took the fire from my spirit
While you slept there, never mine
Not 24 hours before, and not for 24 hours again

Scarlet
bedewed, the bed awoken by you
the Writhing body, violet and folded, brought to still for 24 hours,
Thrust by the same hands that had touched your thighs, fresh with life
While you sleep with me, never mine
Not before, and not for 24 hours again.
 

Nick Dockerty

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