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Jul 2013
Wrap you in the hands of a willow tree
bathe you in the salts of the coldest sea
take this piece of gold
marry me

You will have commitment
I will hold your bones with me
I will make a pact to thee
steal the stars for you to see
in your lonely slumber
marry me

Paint with the dust of the crescent moon
dance in the sun in the days of June
sleep in the peace of a winter noon
lose your mind
and marry me
© Erin Mason 2013
EP Mason
Written by
EP Mason  Cheltenham, England
(Cheltenham, England)   
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