She got inside me
Like a lost faith
I turned atheist
I believed in nothing
That could change me
She changed me
Like a secret lover
I read her lips
And lost all my words
I studied her eyes
And lost all my poems
She held my hand
Like a faith healer
Made me drink
The purest of her wines
She closed my eyes
As I dreamt about making love
I opened my eyes
But she was gone
I am the lost pilgrim
The only atheist
Who believes in lost faith
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