Hour eternal

I take your heart in my body

You tremble like a bird never touched

Your mouth is thirst

your fingers tense on my skin unknown

I take your hand in mine

We are visitors in the halls of nature and solitude

We walk the wire of loneliness with the grace of virgins

and the age of rocks

My kiss unfolds you

I see starburst in your eyes

You remember the sea and the shore

a little girl playing

Hovering seagulls

We travel to pastures green

immersed in time

You I crown with dreams and algae

My knighthood distinguished like a beggar’s

Will you be my bride for the hour eternal

I will be your rock, all black with fire

If you be my bride for the hour eternal

I will be your isle, all gold with dawn

Be my bride for the hour eternal

I will be your wing, white with sorrow

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