The spark... The inspiration is a mystery woman.
The femme fatale.
She wants to be rescued.
She wants to conquer
and be conquered.
I don't look for her;
she finds me when she needs me.
She is the color of rain.
Her eyes are the eyes of every woman ever born
and that ever will be.
She sees when scars,
the eyelids of sleeping wounds, ...
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