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Murmers at the Dusk of Day - 1. Dream Lover
Dream Lover
Darkness swallows all the shadows, dimming any light
As he comes to me like a creature of the night
Kisses rain down on me
A touch
A tease
Till I am his
My body is his instrument; one he knows just how to play
I’d live for this pleasure, but he refuses appear to me each day
His touch sooths my burning skin
A balm
A fire
Till all is but desire
The things that are done in the cool darkness of the night’s moon
Would make Aphrodite blush, even if it ends for me too soon
His voice is but a whisper
A word
A name
Then the bed is empty
I cling to the fading scent, the stolen moments of time
Where love is happily shown, not hidden like a crime
Once more alone in bed
No sleep
No peace
And a ruined heart as well.
The reality of light as dawn shatters dark’s hold
Making all the dreams fall way before I get too bold
No sign that he was here
No cologne
No stains
Just a pain left in my heart of a love that could have been
The memories are mixed
Now that I’m alone
The heart was not made
To stand on its own
And whispered words of love
Are things that I’ve outgrown
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