Eternal Word
With the last word in existence
Love penetrates the distance.
My eyes looking so far,
Mysterious lovers we are.
Life; our fighting with the words:
Love—End—Beginnings.
No matter the distance to be loved,
The souls are catalysed words.
I close my eyes; I'm blind...
My lips investigate your land,
Kissed lips in millions of colours,
Tested skins in taboo flavours.
My lips taking your breath,
Touched bodies on the Earth.
We fight until the last sword:
Love it is the Eternal Word.
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