Morning arrives this and that

God set a line of my corpses on a path, along strewn sun and stars, and you, in that and this

God set in motion that, seem’d clockwork to me all that petty crap, worthless, grinning Tiamat

Now hold dear to that, a curse grins back, and I love Tiamat, her eyes black, set there, web in that

Now seems curse led to this, all’s well in bliss, I love you hated, and if I’d slay curse I’d slay bliss

I grin at you thru which led to this, and if I loved you, in bliss, who’d say your hate was curse

What went down, bloody heart in my breast, no harm comes to your brow now, in this

The cycle in motion kept its lucky charm, and hate into love blossoms bliss in that in this

Tiamat into Sophia changed, curse transformed to light in her palm, reaching, spreading thus

I knew all along, life, death, or public opinion matter not, you’re beautiful, love always this

Love me I said, I put that in motion, love, a light all along, tho you knew not this beacon

Time moves on, they ask whence or wither? And I, in love’s centre god/dess, everywise lit

Care only for my love for you, as I loved you in that, I’m yours in this