You offered me a dance In my dreams while I walked alone. You offered me a secret full of maagic passion. What no one knew about me, You already possesed. Your hands were cold, but they warmed my soul. Not In this world, but in yours alone. Out of the edge of my eye you follow me. The darkness, lonely visitor, My lover.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem after I met a very interesting friend.
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