I
Silvery blush of sunless sky
dyes black bruised blue
Lustrous night's virgin halo,
timid brows glow anew
Laughing girls dance circles
Unbroken, she draws true
To you Fair Goddess night falls
In dulcet sways of modest hue.
II
Night wanes and stills hearths
as heavy eyes seek
Huntress' heart, sure as her eye,
Hones e'ery point's peak
Margins are plots for prey whose
Throats are stopped with ink
For you Fair Goddess we fall
On white fields, quarry for dream.
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