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You are
You give no answers, neither light to my garden
and there's no warrior who rests in you.
There's no August moon, or April rain
that haven't sleep in you before.
You are little, like a fleeting star
like the universe before the bang.
You fly like the laughter, like the lion tooth
if I lie to you, you do it better.
Now tell me they will offer you
the lost evenings, your blood in my skin
the weared out house, the blanket in the sofa
the TV on, the desires to cry.
Snd now tell me they will give you
the peace in your belly, the calm of the sea
the burning ember, the desires to kill.
You are the broken cup, the sea in which I get in
wind that whispers,
the undone thalamus.
Acid in my eyes, the coffee of my mornings
the hand in the sex, the rumor of battle.
You give no answers, neither light to my garden
and there's no warrior who rests in you.
There's no August moon, or April rain
that haven't sleep in you before.
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