Le paradis n'est pas artificiel …

August 02, 2006

The Search

There is no god
to imitate outside of you,
in whom I search for all
divinity, and when I find it
the cut of flaw reminds
me that I am, too.

Secular-cum-sacred poetry for mother unlaw's wedding.

Posted by Delire at August 2, 2006 01:47 AM
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