Fire seen thru two black eyes- Fighting all night long- With his torn garment in my hand- Now, now you say she’s your baby- Carelessly misplacing those words- In between the bed sheets- And blood stains- Tactics with flying fists- I’ve checked my senses- On the quick, I am- Sharper and younger, I am- The hunters going after the kill- Thru this exchange of bittersweet mischief- The ghostly footsteps- To this victory or defeat- To this forgettable end- Is meditation- Before the change- And in twilight- The hard edges and cold violence- Once seen as damage- Becomes easy as silk and water- Silk and water- Silk and Water- Chances for passion in the starlight- Silk and Water- Drives the wanderlusts from stranger eyes- Into lover's nights- Silk and Water- With each day looking like- A long way off- You’re no longer the rubber ball- Bouncing and hanging for dear life- Now your feeling the morning pale sun...again- This time in newborn skin-Birth sign: Libra
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