Porcelain Face Silk

Aurelia

Those three with silk top hats you cannot trust
Yet one shall be your charmer, beau, and lust
Lovely Ladybug, hair of ruby rust
Heart of gold, face of porcelain, mind so just

Jevan gives you crimson claret and fish
One flaxen-haired and fair shall grant your wish
Her gown of glittery hues goes swish-swish
Yet Jevan still serves a bleeding shark dish

What keeps the green land spiraling around?
For you, redhead, he wears peach and soft brown
For the town coxcomb, his doting young clown
For the saint, his chapel of glass and sound

Your best friend is an orphan, bound by loss
Your cottage is dreamy, clung to by moss
Your mother’s hair is like spaghetti sauce
Your coffee eyes have a magical gloss

Winter befell and the pond outside froze
You skate across in wooly violet clothes
A maiden approached, her hair in pink bows
Clasped in her hand was a single blue rose

Thank you.