Slowly
Slowly
Slowly
Without moving
Or standing still
Love opens its wings
And swallows you
She is rough and tender
Her teeth are beautiful slender knives
Eviscerating all ideas of life
Of love...
She sings
Without words
Or melody
Or silence...
When you look in the mirror
You can see her empty eyes
When I look at you
I recognize her beauty
Our eyes are filled with each other’s tears
And we waltz her shinning shadow
Light into light
Dark into dark
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