Mistress Of The Night

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The Art Of Sight

Oh mistress of the night

 

Hair burning as a thousand fires

 

She steps as dew held caught in light

 

She visits beautifully foreign, as a mystery

 

And dances a crazed jig

 

Naked feet jumping and twirling over grass and twig

 

I swear every time she leaves i feel life's pain again

 

She reaches her hands and grasps the never ending black

 

And plucks a star from the heavens, tossing it in a jar

 

The most wonderful lamp light iv'e seen by far.

 

Snatch cotton sky candy, wonderful and mouth melting.

 

With her you'll run and run

 

Laughing all the way with burning lungs

 

Cheeks all blush, trickle cool water over your scarlet tounges

 

Quickly learning to despise the sun

 

Oh mistress of the night

 

Oh wildling little piece little part

 

Of every soul, oh wildheart

 

Oh mistress of the night

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