On bed of snow

@ SweetLust Blog

lay me down on bed of snow,

nary a footprint nor faded bloom

my breasts empty of secrets,

fingers bare of ink and seasonings

cover my face with salt and thyme,

rub oil and myrrh on my feet

until shadows flee unto the night sky, 

pristine in silver, then maybe (perhaps) 

i will hear the silence of your

restless drum

Posted for:  D'verse Poets Pub - Peace: Within and Without  - I have chosen to write peace poetically.  Thank you Mary for the wonderful prompt ~
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