9:36 p.m. - 2008-10-06
Lunatica
She is every part me as I am her, but I'm an illusion and so is her. So we watch each other through this heart-shaped maze to hold each other in lover's daze. (She isn't real). So to fill the name again, I give into her game. But I am one and she another, she has her distortions and I mine... she's my favorite one.
Frozen, still not moving forward, Sadhana forgotten. I am entrapped by a spell which I am so madly falling inlove with. Madness and illusion, the two sacred words of the moon, enveloping my very heart and mind, as her sword re-opens the swoon.