the night illuminates -
it(with embers
that dance like
fire
flies
in your
dark,dark
eyes)beckons me
with the afterglow
of its existence,
promising(swearing,
oh how it knows)every
thing
my heart has never(how
can it? it is only mortal)dreamed.
it
promises
warmth and
promises
summer.
phosphorescence in the
least,
something
eternal at
its best.
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