~| c i r c l e |~



i am draped in bones and skins
and memories of scattered times
i carved the story in my skin
to carry always, i was always yours
as the circle turned upon itself

you came to me every time
in the culmination of life
i am born to your kisses and smiles
and through the years, i was always yours
as the circle turned upon itself

i am the light to your dark
the water to your fire
i am the one you woke at night to find
and i remember
i was always yours


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