Contours of this sanctuary
line the horizon
the space in which fragility resides in all its expressions
but most
in the opening of the heart
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Contours of this sanctuary
Love grows
Burning down and rising
crashing down and lifting
hunting down and freeing
breaking down and healing
through time unspoken
the forest fills with life abound
in the circle of the stones
the token of the dragons
burns the darkness through the fire
and what they thought they destroyed and buried
ascending from the ashes
hidden away from mankind gone
grew from the seeds into leaves and trees
the woods sigh in whispers
love grows again above ground
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Tenderness
Tenderness
unleashes the treasures of the heart
softly cleansing all that has to part
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To be loved
I am not to be contained in your ideas
I am not to be understood through your thoughts
I am not to be reasoned by your intellect
I am only to be loved
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