Holy Day from Wild Legend by Sandcastle

Sacred grove
Secret transformation
Nightshade grown
Girl into a maiden

Thorny paws
From dancing in the roses
She wraps herself
In a bear-skin tied with roses

Wilting in the sun with you
Drinking from a bowl shaped moon
I know you’ll make a vestal bride but
Darling you’ll be free at night

Moss and stone
Amethyst embedded bone
Pale and thin
Orchids grow upon her skin

Bowing down
Folding like a flower
Fennel crown
Interwoven shadow

Piercing through the boughs to you
Picking through the bones for you
Shining through the bars of brass
Prisoner beneath the grass

La-la-la-la-la Uh Huh

May this be the last
May this be the last
I hide your name beneath each word
I speak your name
I wear your ghost just like a gown
Over my own
May you be the last
May you be the last

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