I am nourished by blood
Like an embryo inside the mother’s womb.
Man is born once.
How many times have I been born?

Look at me carefully as long as you want.
Still you won’t recognize me,
Because you haven’t seen enough of me.
I have hundreds of attributes.

Get in my eyes.
Look at me through my eyes.
I have chosen a different mansion
Beyond the eyes.

You’re drunk with wine.
I’m drunk without it.
You’re a Lover with a smile.
But I keep smiling without mouth or lips.

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