She must be the extra rib
salvaged from my sunken treasure chest.
I died so many moons ago,
but she has come to resurrect-
My Soulstice.
Now I feel her hand gently forming solar winds.
Realigning metaphorms I've shattered from within.
The day I look into her eye the earth will be eclipsed
By the reflection of God I think I will see inside her glimpse.
Have I mentioned I've never spoken to her in private.
I think that's exactly what I need.
Someone that doesn't care about the past,
Someone that trusts that I am free.
Because I've been running from myself so long
Some have mistaken that run as me.
I know you've been hurt,
But I can heal it if you let me.
I've learned from experience.
I know what its like,
To reassemble 1,000,000 pieces
into four chambers.
I have solved this puzzle my whole life.
It assembled a map with an x marked
On your heart.
I want to unlock the shine
in your eyes,
if you'll just let me go blind.
When I sneeze around you,
Just take it as me saying you're beautiful.
Because you are.
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