Poem: December Thirty-First

On the seventh day of Christmas My true love gave to me: Seven Swans-a-Swimming… December 31st  is here and so this is the “Seventh Day of Christmas” – and the last day of 2…
Source: Seventh Day of Christmas: Seven Swans-a-Swimming

If I gifted you with seven swans
would you indulge me for the week?
Swimming in sensual serenity,
with you laying as my Leda each night,
nesting in passionate weakness.
Wings outspread taking flight,
in downy pillows and feathered sheets;
Trumpeting our significance to
the night, and the sky, and Olympus
until we too faded into mythology,
leaving constellations in our wake.

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