Cry m’lady, bitter incantations burned across your brow
The world sinks and swirls, wading you deeper inside
Sleep, forgotten, unknown, and lost
Cry m’lady, and watch your tears swirl and drown in the moonlight
In the moonbeam and deep-set night with only the dog cry for your light
Sleep, a deep crevice of thought funneled into dreams
Cry m’lady, and let the winter tears, the frozen bits of bite streak your skin
A moonshadow inherits the dark, spinning the light into frenzy
Sleep, lost and alone in your winter hollow
Sleep.
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