Blue-eyed red-hand


In the loneliest of night,
behind my closed door
As hearts squeeze tight,
myself have mi amore
Nothing at all feels right,
terror upon our shore
But we dance in the light,
always wanting more
Our future become bright,
striking another score
Everything within our sight,
knowing it all in store

All beauty to admire,
her lovingly flawless dance
Quenches me with fire,
putting me in deep trance
Dodges an end so dire,
granting a second chance
Knowing how to retire,
and stealing every glance
Ourselves we can hire,
maintaining great stance
All the love is on wire,
she enjoys performance


Questioning Orig in Saturn cycle 4

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