Heartdrench

Plait my hair, I don’t care

Shackle my ankles and call it fair

Hang my heart from a wedding vine

Stake my wrists and say you’re mine

Search high and low for my ashen wings

Make me a crown of linen and rings

Worship me, crawl to my hierodule bower

Let’s play charades and gamble the hour

Teach me to fly, to fall on my knees

Say I’m not broken, I’m brilliant and free

All I desire is all you can give

Be just my lover and maybe

You’ll live.

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