Seeking My Dawn

Across the night,
voluptuous, of starry decadence,
my mind, at last, released, flies as it will,
with wings that span all vastness in one beat,
and feathers, burning, golden, in the void.

Hide not that heart
of beauty, more than mortal flesh may bear.
I, a hunter of the velvet darkness,
but waiting sacrifice, worship the blade
by which my ancient fate will claim me, whole.

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2024

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