silken stockings

Silken Stockings

Like silken stockings up a supple thigh
A love that taught the angels how to cry
Two fates so closely tied that stars
Without reason simply must comply
Whether souls before this time and space
Others living in another place
This place this time it now begins
And seeks until it finds no time to end

Bound not by rings alone but vows
Made in moonlight while reason slept
For reason in itself is loveless blind
And lovers move along at their own pace.
Though stormy seas the salt it brings its tears
The soul in love turns never a deaf ear
Emotions wax and wane with tide and moon
Love remains and is not simply swoon.

Though the blood you’ve softly held my hand
And every bruise you’ve kissed away the pain
Your wild heart I never wish to tame
For such injustice would withhold the rain

Water sign for fire sign enjoined
The twins for crustation strangely matched
All the moons and houses are aligned
And thus for our love the end will never find.

Whether souls before this time and space
This place this time it now begins
Like silken stockings up a supple thigh
A love that taught the angels how to cry.