our love reflection in the glass

Erotic butterflies

Punctuating your imagination

Half-moons deep hidden

In your metaphors

Roses dressed in carnal visions

Winter winds designing ores.

 

Amalgamations of semantics

Zephyr is blowing from the west

Cascades of pain are falling from the ceiling

White plants encroaching on my breasts

Love whispers on my lips are reeling.

 

Archaic veils are undulating

Within the sparkling times that passed

The hands of clocks are moving backwards

Remain

And let’s enthrall the mappemonde

With our love reflection in the glass.

 

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