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Could this be the Castle of ice and bone
Where the Deep One sleeps in His halls alone?
The bright sky twinkles through trellis leaves
Through silver hair, golden sunlight
weaves

God of mine
Warmly shining
Think I'm drunk on Your smile like faery wine
Gracious Lord
Hear my adoring
And my music starts with a merry chord
My Faery Lord

Nakedly sacred, I'm taken, awakening
Wide-eyed, beguiled, unbridled and guileless
Starfilled and moonchilled, my breath stilled, and
willing
Lovestruck I blush at Your touch, and You're
wonderful!

I can't stop glowing--I watch the bees
They're safe in Your garden from Winter's freeze
You're spilling like honey--my central nerve
Connecting my soul to the God I serve

Lake of dreams
Silver gleaming
Holy wells rise and fill me from crystal streams
Holy doom
All consuming
I've been borne in Your star-filled Abyssal Womb
In crystal gloom

Can I brush Your hair as it gleams like an
Elvenking?
Whitesilver waterfall, mist-hidden moonlight
Breath stolen, cheeks flushed from the fire, I
watch You
Lean back on my trembling knees, eerie and
beautiful

Glinting in Winter, Your tenderness kindles me
Soul broken open, devoted in poetry
Panting, enchanted--You dance, fierce and
fanciful
Wanted and taunting me, dauntless and
haunting...!


"I dare you to touch Him that burns in your breast
Sweet child, cradled against His chest
Trembling with daydreams, come give Him your trust
And melt in His flames as you crumble to dust."

Starlight chimes
The Ghost Moon is climbing
Annwfn drowns my Reason for Rhymes
Eternal Flame
I'm singing Your Name!
And nothing I dream of is ever the same
Since Winter came...!

Burning and surging, in purple dusk fervent
You hallow the gall I will call on to follow You
Brave for Your favor, in ravenous savoring
Twining inspired, my Sire's delight

There's a chair by the window where hummingbirds pass
In gardens I grow from Annuvian seed
The sun on the glass turns to molten brass

My heart full of roses His thorns make to bleed
All somber, I dream of my Halloween mass
My vows on my lips tasted sweeter than mead

Lord of mine
Sweetly shining
I’m a bud on Your honeysweet vine

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Thornsilver Hollysong Los Angeles, California

Thorn is a Brythonic & Minoan Polytheist with Wiccan roots. He writes about gender, witchcraft, and other gothy fantastical things. Some of his songs are set in the world of his stories, while others tell of his own experiences as a gay nonbinary trans man and a witch devoted to Gwyn ap Nudd.

He's also been known as Rain and Dusk.
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