pitch black
eyes glow hues of blues and grey
embrace of arms so strong
glare of souls beyond

one quick glance of horizon
infinite clouds of confusion
not of animal but of divine
inner hollows, seek but never find

cover eyes with glasses
look away from flashes
search inside the womb
one will rise and bloom

close eyes of deception
open heart for reception
cradle all that was forgotten
leave seeds of past rotten

pitch black
familiar obscurity of the cold
fearless being superior
real begins to unfold

fruits of passion
seeds of wrath
mixture of affection
along entangled paths

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