Poetry Corner

A Talk Of Her Steps

Ocean of steps, a talk has the sun taken
One, two counting to the tall sketch is made
On such slab, red heart slate they crunch on the mirror
They go, a talk of her steps echo o’yee
The mother of my seeds draws near
To the mercy-seat, closer and closer she comes
To fit in the cup of double crown sets
Glancing and pounding into eyes of the king
Steps, a talk of her steps, one, two, together we went

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