Borges dream from names & numbers by Michael Gerard

Hold that dagger closer,
let me see it shine,
I've been looking for a lover, but that'll do just fine,
I'd forgotten that you owned it, but now I recall the night that you read me the inscription and the name resembled mine. just a little closer, 'cause it's almost midnight here and you haven't much longer to whisper what I long to hear.
Press the point against my temple with your knuckles at my jaw, yes I comprehend this question, love knows nothing of the law...
I can see my eye refleted as you start to draw blood, the infinity created there would help me if it could, but I asked for this duel, it would be senseless and cruel to deny that I ever said...

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