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My love
is lonely
my loneliness
is breathing
my breath
is free
my freedom
is sleeping
my sleep
is Me
finding myself
amidst a
bunch of
leaves or
souls that
fell in
love once
and never
recovered from
the fall
or falling.
  Feb 2018 Beatrice Adrian
Ciel Noir
What other kind              of creature could divide        
        Each different thing             into its different sides                
  With chaos versus             order, dark and light
The stark duality of         wrong and right
We even split the very        world in two
With human versus human,       we and you
But still no matter how much      we divide
Each thing has infinitely many      sides
Beatrice Adrian Feb 2018
Wrapped around golden sheets
the aura of two divines,
kissing in the brown ambiance.
Feet in vines intertwined.
Flowers flowing in ginger hair
as the rectangles and circles
go together
like me and you:

Lets flow forever.
Based on the painting by Gustav Klimt
Beatrice Adrian Feb 2018
Invisible Winds
Shake the Branches
of a Lone Birch Tree.
Tears of Sap Stream
Down the Bark
as it Faces the
Harsh Bitter
Unseen Movements

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