The Archer and the Queen of Disks

      He hums the heavens

The humming heavens

Humming to her

Again and again

And she is there

With her hands held open

And he is the humming

She the hum

      He hums the heavens

The humming heavens

While she is bright

With marigolds beneath

He is the brightness

And she the hum

The humming heavens

Again and again