Mystery
do you remember the cave
deep, soft, dark
aeons of water
drip drop
carving it out
we enter
we are one
then
how then can one
become two
a mystery
why is never an option
a tool to drive one mad
you where a lighting that passed
through my life
we where in the heart of hearts
we where true love
I touch the relics
you left behind
memories of miracles
I know there are no answers
no resurrection
no hope
for this oneness to be one again
and as the wind passes
and the years fade
I see heart shaped clouds in the sky
I hear your voice in the song of the raven
and I will never know
why one became two
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