Golden flakes

It is not Aladdins lamp  
though he is holding a lantern    
lit closely towards his words.  
   
While I know not how this began    
all there is here now.    
We manifested this moment    
holy and whole  
as two halves  
Porcelain raindrops  
   
glide over my window.    
Only now I see their    
infinite reflection.  
Ask me not. I can not tell you.    
I have forgotten my past and my future.  
   
Foamed light  
glistens from his words,  
we are a flickering flame.    
in sepia space afloat.    
Every question an equation  
   
He is a pheromone unknown.    
We fly into V shaped formation migrating    
with each sound and heartbeat.    
painting webs cocooned from within    
I seamstress  
   
embroidering you  
into my scared coat  
night my offering  
only for you  
I have become  
a beckoning siren    
   
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