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You’re savage
beauty engulfs me in its majesty.
Oh no, you shouldn’t have been there,
really, you were crazy to do it
but you changed the world
with your fanatic heroism
and daredevil dreams.
Two lovers have never met with such an explosive kiss;
the disputed area between love and death
never looked so good, never seemed so real:
perfect and fatal.
The shadows between love and death,
the dark and light hearts,
have never been lit so brightly,
so brief, so still, so beautiful, and
so so still, waiting in the depths of contact.
Pride never had such a fall,
no male lover such a sudden obliteration:
conqueror to conquered, omnipotence
vanished.
And if I watch you without sound I can hear
them singing, 'this’ll be the day that I die'
out of breath and dizzy, and
'bye-bye, miss american pie'
on the news.
Stuart Mason
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