Merry and Bold

 

 

Boundless fog

But it is our fog

And this is our circle

Abstracted from meaning

 

This little joy

Sparked from a kindle

Has been dowsed for hours

To the point of depleting

 

It may be only fog

But there is light here

After all

 

My little heart

It is a kind heart

Deployed in a shackle

Of idle and matter

 

But my love

It is a fierce love

Whitewashed the fog love

And blind everafter

 

After the flash

When the whiteness takes hold

Two shots in the clear

And the body takes form

Where we hold pose

Merry and Bold

Where we hold Pose

Merry and Bold

 

What is blind

In the infinite skyline

With an absence of feeling

Bounded by the haze

 

Despair kind heart

And see through the blindness

The circle is broken

But the lines still remain

 

And if this pure

Let it meet me

Truly pure

 

When the lines are broke

Let’s pray down together

In the anxiety of splendor

When the flesh it gives in

 

This little joy

Sparked from a kindle

Sees itself as wildfire

Always contained

 

After the flash

When the redness takes hold

Two shots in the clear

And the body takes form

Where we hold pose

Merry and Bold

Where we hold Pose

Merry and Bold