Blushed Belle Of The Ball
How this courtly rose stands,
Blushed belle of the ball
Through the seasonal war
That pockmarks squamous scabs
And cuts bloodless holes
Into the lusty bloomed spread
Of her clipped seraphim wings.
How the diamond seed of her heart
Is beautifully curious,
And a miracle of proud glories.
How she is bathed
By the bittersweet baptism
Of lashing dagger rain,
Yet her dusk pink spiral dress
Refuses to strip
The occult floral layers
To worship and grovel
Upon gravestone gravel
Or powder burn dirt.
How her unyielding kiss
Of defiant repose
Charmed the magnetic mercury
And knives of grey skies,
And I forget my own sadness
Just to let her peace breathe.
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