Fool of ages
in dawn’s embrace,
her clasp a rib cage
for desiccated wings!
They cleave together,
hear his song unravel;
insouciant nymphs
rise through the barren air.
Fool of ages
in dawn’s embrace,
her clasp a rib cage
for desiccated wings!
They cleave together,
hear his song unravel;
insouciant nymphs
rise through the barren air.