Your eyes
I see your eyes And know my falling I know I descend here Into the madness of love Though I know this story, Have lived and died this story All is the desolation of love. I feel your movement through air I feel space displaced by the movement Of your hands. I do not know you But have known you This is my madness Are you Apollo or Dionysus Are you thought or touch Are you the one I called I looked into your eyes today And saw a god I pray you are a god of touch I pray you will be tender, Yet press me deep For I hope you are a wild god Not a god of careful calculation I'm tired of numbers And reasons to be bound Release me now Take me as you laughed To southern lands Did you know what image You invoked You commanded A prisoner, Let duty die Be unbound Love me And embrace Another world
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