Underneath your breath you greet me
With sacred prayers and sultry statements
Bleeding parts I never needed
On foreign grounds and more common places

You’re determined to rest assured of
Virgoan traits you just can’t conceive of
Another nature of that other face of us

A whirlwind’s blowing whilst we are growing
Like Muses fusing, our (he)arts protruding
There’s no mistake: it’s the depth and dream of love
In us

Peacocks guard the Heavens’ gates
I sacrifice what’s crushed at stake
We’re more than blessed
To pass the tests involved

Come to me
Raise your glass
Let it be
For nothing lasts
All will perish
Save the Face
Of God

-Or not?



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