Beautiful Stranger

[Ravenmother]

Beautiful stranger I see your eyes;
they speak of things in disguise,
of hidden passions,
and secret lusts.

Beautiful stranger I feel your soul;
I know you miss the life I stole,
filled with love,
full of memory.

Beautiful stranger I see your tears;
pleasantly suppressing your fear,
of what's to come,
good or bad?

Beautiful stranger I feel you pain;
as it washes over me like freezing rain,
filled with frustration,
it's all over.

Beautiful stranger I see your wounds;
etched so deep you read them like runes,
of broken hearts,
and sinful things.

Beautiful stranger I feel your heart stop;
taken like ripe berry before their crop,
bleeding and wounded,
I feel remorse.

Beautiful stranger I see you reflected;
in your silver smooth skin rejected,
so lost alone,
does it matter?

Beautiful stranger I feel your coldness;
living life in shadow to my boldness,
never releasing you,
who are you?

Beautiful stranger I see me in you;
that's because in the mirror I see too,
I am you,
only a minute.

Beautiful stranger I feel your intake;
that breath just laying in wait,
for the moment,
to present itself.

Beautiful stranger I see your eyes;
they speak of things in disguise,
of hidden passions,
and secret lusts.

This was about a dark time in my life.