Fallow

Enough
No more
This tired harvest
Has left me
Fallow

And from the dust
Resentment
Blooms

And when the nights are long
And we're far from home
You'll mourn for kingdoms
That can never come

And we'll wear the crown of thorns
To hold a rose for just a moment
In agony of love
Feel our blood
In its silent ritual

Flesh torn
In bloody halos
Adorned
Body and soul

We'll wear the crown of thorns
To hold our roses
In agony of love
In silent ritual

And when all is lost
Your fealty is a whisper
At the edge of dawn
Evaporating
Like the mists that hung
In nooses
On the necks of lilies

In the mist of the stillborn morn