Form, A Letter & None

I was in the land, the kingdom

Of a letter and none

Spun a web, of poison and sun

With a pale ,putrid, stung

Through which a bell was rung

We made love in a circlet

With, a diamond shaped as a rose

Vanilla and almond on our nose

Speaking in a language once sung, now forgotten

Where there was red to break the eve

And the things that we found there

On a carousel of night dreams

There was a cat and there was me

Some; How, forming a trilogy

Birds chirping till the morrow

Then we shall be sleeping

Before awoke, crowned a King

Yet still, a slave, to Her

That scent of her hair

At least until the mourning

Her scream was blue

A mound came in view

Mills there, till I find it

If not for sex while there