Jackson Dyer - The Font

Deep in her soft, green bosom, along the riverbed
Haunting figures stood reverent, round cascading genesis
She stood bare in front of me,
A blazing light, profound, my headspring
Alone in this temple,
A siren called me to the font, and I went under, I went under
Water trickled through her feet, the faithful bending to her will
Skin to skin, I held her close, the ritual was complete
She stood bare in front of me,
A blazing light, profound, my headspring
Alone in this temple,
A siren called me to the font, and I went under
A siren called me to the font, and I went under
A siren called me to the font, and I went under
A siren called me to the font, and I went under

Written by:
JACKSON ROBERT DYER

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