When love is sweet and painful, you just can’t escape.

You are my grief and joy,
my wound and my rainbow,
my prison and freedom.
You are my myth
and the clay from which I was created.
You are mine, with all your wounds.
You are my sun at its setting,
and my lightened night.
You are the death of me and the kiss of life.
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