The betrothed arrow

The betrothed arrow is sunkish-fied
       In Eden in pockets of Eden
Where glass breaks gently and
Grasshoppers bend over backwards stealing light.

The arrowroot groom is drunkish-fied
       In Stupor in languid Stupor
When voice glides gently and
Treespiders caress day all day fleeting light.

The wedded mark is torpish-fied
       In Zeal in rabid Zeal
Where act slides gently and
Sandwipers whisper to the sun glimpsing light.
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