Sword cuts deep
Like sun in glass
The deep reflection
In the shadow
Of the night
Your mouth
To mine
Nets used
For trapping birds
In the shadow
Of the shining
Wash me in hyssop
Bringing visions
Bring the soul
When you wore
Your veil
Bright
As a mirror
Perfectly drawn
Devoured by beasts
Shaping my will
Before i vanish
The eyes
In the tail
Of the peacock
Are real
Like sun in glass
The deep reflection
In the shadow
Of the night
Your mouth
To mine
Nets used
For trapping birds
In the shadow
Of the shining
Wash me in hyssop
Bringing visions
Bring the soul
When you wore
Your veil
Bright
As a mirror
Perfectly drawn
Devoured by beasts
Shaping my will
Before i vanish
The eyes
In the tail
Of the peacock
Are real
( Randy Prozac )
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