Aerona's BethlehemA Poem by AlskarInaugural Star Of Bethlehem. Spun out in lush ebony to gleam with delirium. For this she will play fancy with Lucifer, moist mouth the Martyr. With arachnid eyes she is patient. But then too long on the crowned crest. Be not confused with worship. This innocent of the Cosmos is a Tempting tyrian. He is patient for the world of nothing. Feathered Aerona has crisped and darked with your touch. But with this She is immortal. So alive in your bittersweet tempter’s cocoon. Soon she will lust for your master shroud. With this, her devils will dance. And with charred wings, she will nestle at your neck. She will whisper sharply. “You who have darked this dove has made her a raven.” Then animal cries by soured obsidian will sing to our mistress. © 2011 AlskarFeatured Review
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