Deireadh de mise

Your hands are in mine hairs
Curly-waves
Crown-heart-
Opening of springful adoration




Stone circle in iron filed
Crown-heart became bleeding shield
Flowers of Beltane
Became devastations of own prophecy



White-black-grey-dress-
Solstice-closing-
Rivers of melting flood
Fallen hairs---under--cut--




Testament of dying cycle
Words---swords---
In mortal flesh
Sacrifice me