Till recently
I was sure
you were the dark one
and I was not
now I think
I am
the dark one
or both of us are
or you are not
and then I wonder
what to do next
Sail as a black swan
on this water
accompanying
you
many-colours-feathered-one
or with you as
the fair one
or two fair ones
on either side
and go on
into the horizon
and the sunset
or sink
like a black stone
in the orbs or orisons
of your eyes
that I no longer
know as to
whether they are dark, rainbow-coloured or light
till I drown?
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