We were young lovers eyes peering out of darkness hearts swelling teardrops drifting through the walls of our souls reaching out from nowhere hoping for somewhere to rest to resign long battles tearing open flesh where pain was born long weary nights wondering at the maze of thorns inherited over time over mountains of desperation
We were young lovers fearing ourselves twin flames of craving engaged in a dance of dreams entwined by an invisible thread dangling unseen on the path of our souls.
I am.....a Jester playing on the chessboard of Space-Time...
a seamstress of dreams and a weaver of of seams
clothing the soul in rhythm and rhyme
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