Boundless Mutual Worship
How long will you stare
at my Blurry reflection.
Will we plunge into the enchantment
Of the distorted .
Frightening tenderness so nicely
Cuts the sternum.
As well sounds in the depths of blood - stained feelings ,
An affectionate command .
Oh, and it wouldn't disappear forever overnight ,
If we knew the boundless mutual worship.
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