Enigma Inamorata
Sometimes in your eyes
Between those fragile lashes
I have seen the spring
Poppies and daisies open
To welcome the pilgrim bees
Sometimes in your lips
Between those delicate smiles
I have spied the flame
Comets and galaxies explode
To create countless new worlds
Sometimes in your hands
Between those graceful fingers
I have felt the frost
Massifs and glaciers crumble
To merge with the silent seas
Sometimes in your heart
Between those rhapsodic rhythms
I have felt the dirge
Graveyards and catacombs dance
To seize life in dying dreams.
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