On the night air
When sleep retreats
When silence reigns
Listen to the lonely bell
Love rips and heals
I am vulnerable
I am dust
I am sand
I like the idea of the healing of love. Not sure I understand how love can ‘rip’ in the same line as it ‘heals.’
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