I crave the harmonies
In your silken voice
To taste the salt
On your lips
And touch your alabaster skin
I long to fall into
Soft oblivion in your arms
And soar with angels
On the tide of your gentle whispers
I would take you hand
And dance to the music of the night
Below the moon, in the ancient silver light
Two souls, unknowingly desperate
Finally finding each other.
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