Courtship
Violet mantric reeves of crinoline lips
These dreams are trumpets of love
Inside golden halls
Whispers of the gallant ghosts
Relative moonlight of gossamer rings
We know angels are here
Don't be afraid of the ancient relics
Sometimes shadows talk
Sleep with your new kitten
Your quilt is old and mystic
The vase of roses
I court your ancestry
Your eyes are lovely carriages
Your hands the veins of queens
Blood is a lion
Time a rite of passage
You dream of them
They have dreamed you
Courtship is a sacred gathering
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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