Love
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Love made me naked
and burned away dross,
but its exquisite pain
was a fever
that hurt
like crucifixion.
Love's touch upon my surface
made it dissolve and open up,
and showed the pain
still underneath its grassy glades,
where earlier still
there had been only
moonlike craters.
Love made me turn
my dark side up
and expose it to the Light
(and agony in every moment
of my beloved's glance and touch) ,
made me show myself
(first to her alone)
and made me turn my soul
so I became a new,
a golden man,
reaching for her
until I might never
have to reach again,
but on the way
it hurt like Fire
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