May I kiss you wound?Maybe that will heal my soul.
Free me from this tomb, light my darkness, make me whole!
Let me take your hand, and together we shall fly to a lonely place,
where as "lovers" we can die.
In an land ... so dark ... of seven moons ... eternal night,
with a sky of thousand stars, yet, for us there is no light...
- there waits no light.
2 Comments:
First line is the best, and also is enough.
You write very well.
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