If I ruled the day?
Where would I stay?
Would I renounce the sun
Or renounce the grey?
Could we join together converge and coalesce
Join together the now, the future, the past?
Radiant the flower bed
The courtyard and its walls
The tapestry beckons to be conquered
You’re here
Your skin immaculate poetry
Porcelain
I touch it
Nothing can touch us
A smile
And my barrier falls to shards
A glance
And the Universe is torn apart
I know
I know
I enter
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