You are so much as glass
Hard
And full of light
Spilling from the razors of your hands.
You are so much of edges
Harsh geometry
Of your angles, lines and arcs
Delimn the sharpness of your charms.
Yours is strength
In the wire of your spine
In the steel of your skin
In the bellows of your breath
In the briar of your eyes
Yet here you stand, in my vincible embrace.
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first piece finished in long time. hope like.
Hard
And full of light
Spilling from the razors of your hands.
You are so much of edges
Harsh geometry
Of your angles, lines and arcs
Delimn the sharpness of your charms.
Yours is strength
In the wire of your spine
In the steel of your skin
In the bellows of your breath
In the briar of your eyes
Yet here you stand, in my vincible embrace.
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
first piece finished in long time. hope like.
