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Echo

the light has been breached.
she enters.
her shadow plays on my mind,
and her eyes engraved themselves onto my soul

i hear her thoughts.

on me, or on the world,
on sex, and rock and roll
 still think " Nights in White Satin," is her drug.

or maybe it's me.
one can hope for a lighter future
but still linger in a broken past.

that line has us separated form a few, but she reaches, and her hands touch
and her mind feels
and her body aches for release.

her moment, mine. mine, hers.
that time when you know it's coming,
when you feel the eye passing you, and you know the best rage is on it's way.
i hope i feel her rage, her passion, and her glory.

to know her i am sure will be to love her.
but that is the future,
or just a dream of fantasy
 i will look for a lighter one
Greywolfman
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