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"Religions apart"
Her eyes I see, rested, asleep
The feathers upon she lay, delicate, soft
Her breath upon mine, strong, deep
I hold her face, she smiles upon my tears
"From wombs of separation"
She'll never know
For I'll fall before I tell,
Destined at pre-life
To love, but to be love's loss
We stand apart, so close together
No eyes fore-see my desire.
I will fall before I tell.
"Her heart, her mind"
Other conquests she pursues,
Relentless in her attempts.
She acknowledges my presence
Yet avoids my touch,
No feelings are shared, are viewed
or are kept,
My stance is laughable, as my last night is
wept.
She can't be mine, for this I know,
Though every second my emotions grow.
Religion be at my mind, though torn in my
heart
Still my bond must be kept,
For I cannot part.
And my soul reaches out to her divided body.
Do not make that step!
My mind is not my heart.
"Just watch... She sleeps"
Minutes pass,
seems like seconds.
Heart beats,
feels like fire within.
Eyes barred by glassy imprisonments of
faith,
Silent in their motionless dictation.
Blinded by their own,
Unseeing of mine.
Minutes pass,
seems like seconds.
Heat beats,
seems like I know her more just now.
"Haunted"
Blood effuses,
Heart weeps,
rankled by visions of her endless sleep.
Limp in my arms,
I wake in my salt,
dead in my dreams, and day sees no halt.
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Sleep no offers no security from my reality.
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