The gulls of your brows drunken with salt and passion
Fly into the never-ending sky
The vessels of your smiles thick with oils
Cruise into the incessant seas
Your diamond eyes fall into the waters
Your golden sun-rays from sky to sea
And soon there comes a point when I must let the struggling bird free
And you intoxicated with freedom, chase day’s justice
You part the circle of my arms
And the rim of my world
The flowers of love wilt without your soul-water
And like a starless sky I wait
My soul chilled by winter and my eyes dimed by darkness
Stay motionless in the eve of your departure
And these great lands fall asleep
With the opiate of unrequited love
Oh my gosh–again, the final line grabs me with the truth I know so well.
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