A Catalogue of Spells: Faerie Swain

March 1st, 1704
6:58 p.m.
Constantinople, Turkey

Gidiane,

Faerie Swain

Blanch and slender, olive handed, glitter toe
shook three times a quarter, ‘bee pollen, hush’
like pumpkin cinders forge episode or
tendrils basilicum unfeign in fire
in the Babel that was her adoration
along with incantation and puissant sortilege,
this faer magus wrought particles of time-history, ageless
devout.
Baubles whorled beatific
and this, her only porthole
roseate
warm
flickered enduringly….

A diadem at first –
no more.
Then, lips.
Lips upon opalic pearls of lips
the Silver Kiss
the Lovers’ Wish
the coupling of subaerial and Orphic things
filmiest, its radiance
corpuscles currenting and charge
tryst,
like the creation of delight
itself –

they met.

And for an instant
were.

Ardently,

Birol


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