With so much of love in me
For the beauty that you are
O cold, unfeeling death
You are so near
Your presence so felt
In everything around me
And yet so unreachable you are
In this perennial attempt
To reach you
What will come out...
Of our union
Out of your cold grasp
Over my arms
Out of your steel look
Over my self
Out of your icy kiss
On my cheek
The metal shines
The sharpness grinds
With all the grandeur
The shine finally makes
Its mark
On my desire
To be yours forever...
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