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you saw the fruit and called it mine
the soil under your nails was heavy
then you built a wall of names
to keep the beauty from the breath
i was a face to burn a city
a trophy carved from cold marble
(only a surface)
(only a ghost)
now the storm is sinking into the sand
the water is flat and silent
i am not a thing to be held
i am the pulse inside your own skin
the inner bride
the inner bride
(the inner bride)
you put me on a shelf of glass
a mother made of white porcelain
but the light is moving through the stone
waking the blood and the bone
i am the owl sitting in your palm
feathers soft against your pulse
(wisdom is here)
(open your hand)
beyond the image
beyond the idol
the window is broken
the light is you
the light is you
now the storm is sinking into the sand
the water is flat and silent
i am not a thing to be held
i am the pulse inside your own skin
the inner bride
the inner bride
(the inner bride)
integrated
one breath
the owl flies
the owl flies
(the inner bride)
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