I Will Be Free, No Lover's Kiss

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

O Ruthless, Perilous, Imperious Hate, You Can Not Thwart The Promptings Of My Soul.

Long Hours Trail In Their Purple And Long Years Are Lost In Just This Moment While Our Souls Are Near, Our Mouths Separate.

Light Threatens, Is Active, Is Gone, So It Is With A Song.

Words Were Her Plague And Words Were Her Redemption.