deity to humanity

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that heart-colored galaxy
surpassing the rich raging tapestry
throwing it all into the stars
like trust, like hope, like resolve

we bounce from constellation to constellation
wishing and seeing and singing
to unsung icy melodies that pick at the frost of the heart
speaking to the inner flame in our chest

rattling like the tail of a snake
giggling like the child entwined around your knees
wailing like the bone flute carved from death
sleeping like the monstrous dragon around the mountain

we think in dreams and we laugh at reality
bowing every ten steps to bless our path
groveling as the pantheon throws the dice of life
aces on the table, and you fold

unpeel yet another memo, unfold another paper heart
and reveal your lucky numbers, fortune favors the wise
stand on your own two feet and seize unkind fate
and wrestle it until the earth dissolves into craft glitter

the last winding road you should take leads back to me
standing under the iron bar lanterns flickering with purple flame
my lashes weep with frost and my cheeks shriek with crimson
and yes i continue to wait, not because of you but because of what you are to me

let us wander back
to hearth and home
to where i can hug you
and read you dreams
until you fall asleep

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