Love Is A Garment Riven

Music Sets Up Ladders, It Makes Us Invisible, It Sets Us Apart, It Lets Us Escape; But From The Visible There Is No Escape.

She Did Not Look At The Daffodils. They Didn't Mean Anything. She Looked At The Daffodils. She Said, 'thank You For The Daffodils.

Luminous, Unfearful; High-priestesses, Our Fervour Shall Banish All Evil.

I Testify To Rainbow Feathers, To The Span Of Heaven And Walls Of Colour, The Colonnades Of Jasper.

When The Shingles Hissed In The Rain Incendiary, Other Values Were Revealed To Us