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my soul be thine
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The Romantic Bard brush me with the soft echoed mist
of candlemelt eyes that stare
right through me.
feed me with the hush slivered moon
of glistening lips that stir
my heart's response.
taste me with the cool drenched fire
of hunger's tongue that drains
the well in me.
touch me with the dream released intent
of whispering fingers that long to
fold into me.
and my soul be thine.
