A help stays in palace this time as truth feeds a cruel lie

she tows the mark of love ane her body pure as day

Intimidated by the will beyond her control

This time will be the last time

As star rises in darken sky

All run and play

She must stay

Tend the pots

Brew hot

Flame new

Embers

Sear

Mark her

Skin

Little words stream from mouths of hunger

Inn of future escapes to the river

Time monitors established rules

Views of heaven and hell

Pass as duty calls

In weeping time all lines roll

Forwarding beams streaming past

Linger a bit long

Voices of choices beckon

Gaiety of song and dance

Heat advances past station

Pale white skins draws lovers

Fade of sun comes in pretence

Trust turns lust to be a palace

Royal bed severs heads of tribute

Time is but a moment in vision

As love passes doors of resting

So a heart and body mend

Little feet join in pleasure

Open gift of full

Hunger only is

A feeling

As soul

And body

Are clothed