this torture
speaks not to me with
words
but with moonbeam
caress
dewdrop tongue
shimmer we shall
in the half-light
mist
then shine
full-flame phoenix
rise
ignite
then explode
a million glimmering
galaxies
WE
fade
fade now
fade back
back into the gloaming
safe behind the heart tree
return
weave you into me
return
return
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