Letras
Naked, you were bare
To the light bringer
Bore on whilst the dogs dance
Backwards and leave folds unclocked
The terror of dawn near twilight
Half lit
The new god grows claws at play
And moves on to row
The last star on the hip
Of the beautiful mother
Oh perfect as planets
Perfect as the small mouse in corn
Perfect as the kiss of the queendom
On the hills by the hills at the hills
Heavy with dew and kindness
Mixed with legends of stars