an exquisite portrait

How many times we lose our way
as if a way ever existed
there are only doors
and when one of them bangs shut
the other opens

but touching the flame of love
is not enough
we need to jump into it
to swim in the heat
as long as possible
till all the fears burn out

come and touch my wounds again
I’ll heal them
like I did before
till there is nothing left
but an exquisite portrait of love

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