Wednesday, December 11, 2013

You.

You my love
A faceless man
Standing with your smoke
And madness
And a box of magic
Across time and space
In every lifetime
Of my soul
Over thousands of years
Through thousands of bodies
Changing facades
Crumbling inside
And I - live and die
Time and again
Waking up
With half-forgotten dreams
Of a faceless man
A rugged being
With his timeless spirit
And captivating words
Haunting my aging heart
At every forlorn dawn
That rises in the sky
At the end of ever shifting
Strangest hallucinations
While voices sleep in stupor
And eyes come round
From a faraway trance
To grasp within
A mundane reality
That never quite got over
The silence of the hearts.

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