you

you will wake with the light of RA in your eyes
you will wake with the Song of the old cross in your mind
you will leave in search of morning dew
you will see elements of the night appearing under sol
a sign of ravens fleeing void decks
the lull of solitary winter despite the heat
then two women in black
one, tall and lanky and taut from the lustre of monochrome pages
another, in a tight black dress, high slit, head high, a mandate, a monarchy
they will carry with them the reveries of pharaohs, languishing in the dream time of Sothis
they will wake in you the potion of memory, the gravity of yearning
of nocturne born spell work, weaved in the knot of your heart

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