Into the Cut
Rebirth, bliss
That day the world stood still for us
Amidst the vertigo around the traveling bus
That day your woe resided with death
You come to acknowledge the Love I hath to give
It was a beginning to many things
A thousand fold of many beautiful things
Daintily enclosed in the envelope of animate promises, spoken and naught.
Freedom I thought
The unforgivens I’ve fought
My world, my all
But Lo,
What I thought I’ve killed, relived
And haunts you back,
Then draws you in
Into the promise of mirth in its beginnings, beauty as well, as much
The grief of its once end, that dread in you, i have seen
There you lie in disconcertion, me in disdain
Bliss, pain
Imbued, these colors that rival into a tapestry
Of beauty and madness
In You
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