we threw away expectations
and old memories,
welcomed light and dark
with open arms
we were made of shadows
we were made of stars
(we told them both
to come as they are)
we witnessed the forbidden
and chased the authentic
we wanted peace
we craved the irenic
so we broke the spell,
entwined heaven and hell
with nothing left to conceal,
we took our time to heal
Breath of Words© 8/2/17
Art by Simon Prades