The curve of your laughter
draped around my heart,
dancing and sweet the halo
of time resting and safe,
so safe that I no longer
remember all that I know;
your eyes see me in the day
dancing with the falling leaves

At night you are my halo ring
the moon among the dews upon
the soul of time, a night cradle
and safe because your eyes see me
I become the wind in the reeds,
the fragance of the bees’ honeys

Your Mithra wings covering
the world in light
extending over the sky,
the sea and all skies and seas
because your eyes have seen
me I become the source of all
colors, and fragrances hatched
in brooding aurorae nestled in
the straws of the stars, and now
I know how each day depends
on innocence, the whole world
depends on our pure eyes and
all of our blood flowing
into the seeing of this world

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