The steel wind rends the pale parchment under
Moonsweet glow that smells of copper and gold
My Moonlight burns brightest here in crimson rain
where we bathe together as mated souls.
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Oh cherry-peach pie, apple of my dark eye
How the flies dance in the glass stained red
Flickering like the light of your midnight
Window where I waited patient
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The warmth of your pulse in my palm
A rhythm carved from the marble
And gasping breathless as our lips.
Forevermore you and I...