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Love Unknowingly
Sunday dawns new
May we again speak?
Long ago we died
Opposite sides of
What we knew as pride
White feathered dove
Interpose within my love
My great feeling of affection
Once I was ever so close
Break me with a tear
A year spent apart
What have you to say
Once you've given birth
To a new mirror-image
But how could it be
Beautiful and free
Once I have died
Come tickle my grave
Laughing with burned lungs
Menthol ashes on the grass
Covering my nude decompose
Rotting within my clothes
Where I be lay
At peace to rest
Whenever the day
How could I fear
How could I faint
Into the great white
Off a short ledge
Into the great blue
Of the sea flowing
Over the great headstone
Looking over my body
pouring us into our home.
May we again speak?
Long ago we died
Opposite sides of
What we knew as pride
White feathered dove
Interpose within my love
My great feeling of affection
Once I was ever so close
Break me with a tear
A year spent apart
What have you to say
Once you've given birth
To a new mirror-image
But how could it be
Beautiful and free
Once I have died
Come tickle my grave
Laughing with burned lungs
Menthol ashes on the grass
Covering my nude decompose
Rotting within my clothes
Where I be lay
At peace to rest
Whenever the day
How could I fear
How could I faint
Into the great white
Off a short ledge
Into the great blue
Of the sea flowing
Over the great headstone
Looking over my body
pouring us into our home.
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