Doves

Doves, enter doves Go, flood the aisles With wings like water in the light Shake oceans from the painted glass Spear these doubts Of your arrival I pirouette, I pose, I bow For candles I lit for myself I arch my back, I spread my arms I make a rapture out of Waiting, waiting Waiting, waiting Doves, enter doves Swarm, floor to bells Bring down the sun in your mouths Melt the angels I drag my nails on blackened stone I scratch my name in crooked rows Trade sweat for wax and tears for smoke I make a rapture out of Waiting, waiting Waiting, waiting Waiting, waiting Waiting, waiting Doves Doves Doves Doves Doves Doves Doves