dark flame shadows hidden
fruit, sunken soil sung
toward deeper things
deeper. as laughter.
so is the night, her rule
outs the moon. shine
obsidian water, her
dark crystal sets. the sun
is her diamond blood,
feathers unseen yet
she soars. as laughter.
that is her, passing
flowing by, waft of water
solid stones the craft
of her mineral eye.
someplace to be lost.
someplace to be found,
buried alive by mystery.
her secret arts.
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