Resolution

Reaching up to the night skies' embrace
Unweaving one by one the stars from my hair
Undoing my self to let you fly
An angel on tomorrow's dawning rose prayers

These petals are winter's only kisses I take
and keep

in the velvet box

with your heart

To make up my wings, leave me spiralling there

Leave me

spiralling near

The truth

of you —

All this is only a memory

but never an end or a start

For there is no beginning

nor ever an edge

to stardust (the ashes of eternity.)

I still whisper

this echo of truth

is self —

Be my starlight

always,

beloved —
Undoing that self to let us fly —

My angel of every absent future

and every present's past

That dawning rose is a remembered prayer.

While the resolution remains
with the silence of the copper sands
and such love

defies

this organic tense.

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