P/2. Eternity sits listening for lyrebird as her calls resonate upon the echoes of moons tears then ripple ever outwards on nights skies. Life’s glass begins to shatter leaving pieces of her Dreamtime wanderings dying upon moons glistening pathways. These are the things that have always been known.
P/3. I watch drowning in a love so sharp so bright it wounds. And as I bleed she draws me deep unto her nights shadows. Yet triumphant I rise again and again to bask in the remnants of her afterglow. While she blazes shimmering she weeps her tears flow raining down drowning me anew in her sorrows.
Then as another dawn cracks light shimmers on the fragments of lives long past. I sit as eternity does watching for her illuminated radiance Bereft I wait for her to rise for eternity and then a day. For I have loved her always,though with her rise she shall drown me again within her waning sorrows.
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