I can tap on the screen, but my fingers can't reach
The body on the other side
Who is as much deep in love with flutes and magic
As I am.
But I see her in her words
In the parallel she draws between two opposites
The one who sees death, and one who reaps life
Two souls in love, two polarities in duty.
I see murder, blood and gore
I see the sensual serpent, and also the wise one
I see amber eyes, and golden skin
I see a warm kiss, and an inevitable danger
Painting on the canvas of time
A tale of love and prophecy!
Genesis!
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To my friend and little cushion, Queen_of_life_Heba ❤❤❤❤