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A dagger transposes through his eyes, 

Golden ratio and broken sighs.

The council is counting memories in time again.

 "Only he will never lose 
  The one who is beloved
  Because to him 
  She is all who are beloved"

The angel's tongue deciphered,
Into human language.

Those four divine mentions of love,
Frenzy of which is the best known of all.

 "And we told you once!
  The soul knows
  Not the living
  It only perceives
  The afterlife
  More clearly"

This is the hour where all sound dies,
When mysteries burn yellow eyes.

The way she showed her crooked tooth,
A smile that could melt the arctic.