In this room all centers move together as one center
converging like roads at the intersection of the world

In my heart all bloodpaths move together as one center,
      one room

                  At the center of this room is your figure
                                                                        like a figurine,
                        small and featureless, your eyes dark diamonds
            full and bright and shining with the unshed tears of hopes past
                                     & pasts of past dreams

In my dream you move towards me
                  converging like a tidal wave

      I have never been the center of myself
            but in this room I am a city through which all roads pass &
                  darkness moves towards darkness
                  and the room, I think, is only your face,
                        encrusted with the dark diamonds of unshed tears

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