Dance, and the dancer in one

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All the masks I see,
Seem to others flee,
I know not more a feature,
Than love, to my other creature…

None asked you to bow,
Neither would I, all on you bestow,
For one and all is love,
Signal of peace, my holy dove!

Dance, and the dancer in one,
Behold! Reality is a pun!
Shades many, light none,
Darkness babbling, dancers run!

What good the fatal horns,
When pierces it only mourns?
A mere action of the beast
Not complete as its feast!

Rejoice! Happy men now rail,
Free obscure men, others fail,
I live by you, pure drop as dew,
Other me, second me, but you!

Dance me a love so rare,
Divine be it to care,
Blend of spirits as before, the play,
Reform! For I stand close to lay…

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