I’ll mix the layers of the dawn
With the mirroring waters to draw
Your love – a flame of my reborn.
Where the conscience exists no more,
Where the karmic tides sleep so strong,
Where abysmal depths show the core
I’ll find a different rainbow
To conquer its integration,
To steal its ebb and flow,
Then, in strokes of dissipation,
I’ll paint your love – my vertigo -
On the canvas of life frustration,
On the easel of life devotion...
When I burn my old palette to ashes,
When I drown in the bottomless ocean
With its all-time-enwrapping splashes
I will paint as a brand-new motion
Your love framed by colourful flashes,
Devoid of its earthly distortion
And free from dichotomous dashes.
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© Copyright: Асобу, 2011
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