You are quiet as death, my friend
I have found the same, my friend
My sorry face and hands will bend
Fate for this emptiness between
If it's neither treasure to you, Dear,
Tell me what you're still doing here
Let your heart become a stone well, a mirror
Deep as the universe
For in you I see every light in the sky,
With every color of the rainbow's dye,
Like a waterfall flowing to purify,
And all so thrilling I could stay.
And whenever I see you, wherever, somehow,
We are standing on sunbeams in clouds
With less than a drop of feral doubt
That the darkest need will drive us out.
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