Temple Bell

House of Heart

Your eyes are the crescent

of a silver bay that circles my mind

in the deep mystery of sleep

your voice an invocation of bells

that once rung cannot be undone

in dreams I am your dancer

beckoned at your will

I am a charm on a well cut cuff

a link on a diamond encrusted chain.

ballet

art by digitalina

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