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It came to me at night

A white silhouette of beauty

It sang to me a whisper of blissful

Completion and an ominous

Lamentation of forbidden fruit gone sour



It clouded my senses

With the promise of an eternal union

And the stench of decaying trust

My heart cried out to it

But it stayed just out of reach

I awoke with the kiss of it’s name on my lips……



Love