M. C. Escher's Doves

July 23, 2017

I broke my heart on the barren stone

Left it bleeding in the ivy leaves

Stood there as the rain started dripping

Washing all the blood down the grey rock slopes

Falling down through the swirling currents


As the blanket of night envelopes me

I watch me get carried away to sea

I heard how you lost yours in the storm

I'd like to find you at the black tavern

To slip together beneath the hazy warmth

Of the amber drink, the soul and spirit

Intertwining like chandelier

Like black and white leather gloves

Like M. C. Escher's doves

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