The smile is old yes
I can see
The invisible mirror
In the darkness
Shines brighter than the full moon
My tears are new
On this damp chilly night
Nurturing a warmth
like a pearl
feeling safe in the embrace of
a ravaging ocean
The world looks like a ghost town
Under a starless sky
Where upon I walk
An Adam yearning for his Eve
I run my fingertips
over my ribs
Can’t get her off my chest.
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