Born with an ego
and that beast inside of you,
I'm caged inside your eyes,
I can see the reflections,
so wonderful and extreme

But then you approached me,
blocking the sunlight
and talking in symbols,
through and through,
you were still
with a kind smile

My thoughts flew into the evening
with pictures snapping
and butterflies forming,
laying in a garden
and soon sleeping on the beach,
dreaming of you near windy candlelight
 
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