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--- she is broken she is the raven her shining black wings are torn accross my consciousness and her song stabs at my ears like a love that has died before it was ever spoken --- from oceans of blue silky roses silence falls your love my delicious symphony has ended --- wind your fresh delicious hands are crooked with desire how I have lamented her hands of silky white through time --- her secret day a jagged sun her faded dahlias drooping and silky dragons flying upon memories of the wind --- stop you contemplative you violently inhaling fumes of my desire you are my abiogenesis my metamorphosis and my death --- you know his heart is wounded his eyes bruised he will not find his voice again and you know --- It was a blood-stained March and your sister found his glove in the street --- I crossed above his patricidal dreams through nights of wake and days of torpor I fear his unearthly delicious love --- look beyond the stars the moon time be still to-night I found the curves of heaven in tinging Northern Lights --- awaken my love the pain-embedded night is consumed by the day's bloodstained onslaught of fire --- execution a weeping Roman sunset your young princess leaves the grace of her countenence in the gentle autumnday Dagbjört dís | |