A rippling cloth of rainbow floats above my face
Fragmented colors, an ebbing glow
My ribs turn soft, our skin atomizes
The light behind the door, opens in my sanctuary
I feel the weight of love in your eyes rest on my skin.
The language of pain is spoken in pockets of time
To witness the kaleidoscope spin with you is my purpose
My love
What I feel for you will be inside me, like a jar of honey.
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