Soul mirror


Soul mirror


Tell me your secrets,

Speak them aloud,

For me exclusively,

A world apart,

As you do in a whisper.


Pour them all over me,

Secluded in my guts,

Your supposed sins,

Are nothing more,

Than rain drops on a stream.


If I could give you a gift,

It would be the certainty,

Of no wrong and no right,

Yourself you find,

In my lost highway.


We are a profane transcendence,

The King of blessings,

The Queen of perdition,

The Virgin of eternal love,

The Buddha of impermanence.


Your reflection in my eyes,

Matching hearts in a crowd,

We are one in millions,

Be my mirror,

Be my half.


By MissKhaosland


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