Silver Bloom– Silence (Boris Benko)
We- We were so vain
Wretched kings
of the room
You- You were different
So detached
So immune
You turned our dirt
into a silver bloom

I was merely a moth
taken by your light
A shadow chained to your feet
A parasite
Words became treacherous
Thoughts were out of tune
You’re a powerful drug,
Silver Bloom

You- You were different
It was clear
from the start
Your smile
Your dark grace
The kind features
of your face
They are the map
of your heart

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