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Transformation 2


Deep within my cycles of pain

time had spun me deeply within

The rooms of my mind

stuck in remembrance

of a loveless life

And here was I

living the endless depths of my wounds

In one moment

you looked at me

with such a felt intimacy

such a profound love

piercing my armoury

with light, so pure it would always shatter

anything less than love

In that simple moment

of your loving stare

My Beloved beheld My Beloved

And I was washed inside out

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