Misc. 1.
You give of me
In subtle tones
Passionately colouring your soul.
Before black and white
Now the colour of my heart.
Misc. 2.
Centuries have passed, in memories of you
Strange now it feels
Of lives in remembrance
forty tiresome years of searching
for the taste of nectar
Symphonies of pain,
fading out in sorrow.
Misc. 3.
Packs are jumbled,
Odds levelled.
In this mighty ocean,
A small grain of dust
Meets another small grain
and there is a thunderstorm.
Misc. 4.
A single word remain on my lips
Accept it as your own and give it a language
A new one, born of your blood and soul
Let the new language be your dreams and my hopes
Let the language be you and the word me.
Misc. 5.
Inside your cocoon I reside
Warm in the love of your broken heart,
Trapped in your web without wings to fly
My face, a shadow of your flightless soul.
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