Know, my love, I have created the truth in its entirety, complete
Know, my love, I have created the truth in its entirety, complete,
For the days we will spend together, to live them slowly and sweet.
In the chaos where I find no mistakes, only a playful jest,
An earthly world in disarray, with eternal luck as our guest.
The horizon now gathers us, embracing, all around,
Model prisoners in the striped garb of black's comforting sound.
A vast circle crowns the universe, like a flaming diadem,
Of immense fires, vaguely regal, in stars that brightly condemn.
To our dreams, fragile shards trembling in the breeze,
Desolate in detail, with a pure dust of unwept memories.
Your sparkling flowers, a common glade, an eternal fall,
Their recyclable coma, perpetual, urges peace to call.
Beyond the peaceful "I am," my soul will scream aloud,
A supreme wail flowing over your fractured hair, like longing in a cloud.
In naturally curled locks, but electro-cut, a shiver unfolds,
Toward your unyielding thought, steadfast and bold.
All the shivers, like droplets, recently chilled,
Abracadabra-like ideas barely emerging, thrillingly spilled,
Hallucinatory thoughts you'll never quite comb through, my dear,
Forever and always, with nothing to grasp, an immeasurable yearning near!
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