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Trance of Heartbeats
In Simplistic Splendour,
Rivaling all the Passion You engender,
As Night shades Whisper in the
Silken constancy,
All that Tempts within Your Dichotomy.
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Here in the silent, ebon Hush
As Intrinsic as the Heartbeat
That Sweetly Pounds as we Rush;
The Trance Imbues
With Indigo hues,
Lavish Entrapment to Tempt and confuse.
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Heartbeats skipping
In the Delicate Thunder,
As we stare, Enraptured,
By the Intoxicating Wonder
Of the Trance,
Deliberately Silent in our Breathless Gaze;
Seduction of Muteness
That Softly plays
As the Trance Shifts
Like Candlelight wavering,
While We Reach,
As We Touch,
The Trance, Ever Savouring!
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Music by Delerium
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