Machinatrix: One

black lion stare
it has lead me here
"Surely you are aware what you are doing, dear?"

thorn in the heart
back then i was
too far apart to see the sign:
the dove that ate its heart out
on your street
was the future me

tenderness has made it soft
patience lighter to carry
but it's still
too precious pearl
to be fully released

we already are one
no deed would make it more real
we already are one
no word would make it more holy

i wish i could believe it
every single moment
to avoid this torment
i keep bringing on to myself