Inlayed With Ruby’d Pearls

Who is it - that stands with subtle steel and the Angelic band

Holding the heads of injustice beneath his tender hand

Fairies dance and play cute games in between my beloved’s luscious curls

The fountain basin of the garden is all inlayed with ruby’d pearls

Her light emanates divine feminine brightness of the clearest dawn

Moons are conceived in the smile of those eyes

Trees are newly planted in paradise thanks to her yawn

Fall was granted heaven on Earth as West India’s prize

That mortal hands could never ever have drawn

Placing love itself at the peak in God’s gallery of art

I have had to painfully knit my eyes and mouth up with the heart

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