I Was Painted For You
I was painted for you,
a cloud of unspeakable radiance.
That first glimpse of pure otherness,
in whose presence you bloom out
and out
and out.
The space behind me in the frame
was a perfectly composed harmony.
You could grasp it in an instant,
you could live in it forever.
There wasn't a single meaning,
there were many.
Magic and delirium
Past and future
Luck and fate
Time poured, expanding out
and out
and out.
And there I was.
I was painted for you,
beyond words
through all kinds of different angles
trapped in the heart of light,
I was painted for you.
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