Golden morning, shining silver
Filaments of Gaia's hair
Reaching through the breeze to pull me closer
Oh teach me silken strands
teach me the motion, the art, of your beauty
Enthrall me that I might learn
to shine and glow with your life.
Oh reach for me!
Encircle my wrists, bracelets of the finest thread
Cover me, hide me,
tighter! Closer! stick fast
Oh radiant strands
obscure my darkness with your light
Every blemish, every roll,
The stains of the pollution of existence
Every fibre of my body.
Oh make me beautiful!
Metamorphosis cocoon, squeezing me into shape
Waxy haze of purification
Obscuring and opaque...
You once transparent threads! You change!
My eyes cloud over
As tighter and tighter your wrap
No butterfly chrysalis, you spider-silk trap
Tighter about my heart and neck
Squeezing me into the form of your luster.
Oh hug me tighter!
Sick yellow morning, smoky-soot grey,
Filaments of my verdant, velvet Lucifer's mane,
Mummified form of my desired self
Oh you have taught me, gossamer noose,
Your motion, your art, your horrible truth
Enslaved me that I might learn
to be your host, your body for your life
Oh death mask of perfect beauty!
[So why do you see me now?]
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