Whisper into my soul
So I can catch the
Words you speak
Your featherly flow
Feels like true passion that's so unique.
You are the night
And i am your slave
Your dark creeps rapidly
That is something i crave.
I know that you hint with
Those dark lined eyes
Even though i can't see
I hear them in your disquise.
And i wonder if the moon
Is your friend or foe?
Do you give up some of your space
So it's light can flow?
It doesn't matter to me
You're both in
My heart equally.

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