Come to me, when the hour is dark
It’s the dark, who carries no shadow
The poetry of you and me
Like passion and glory.

Come to me, in skinny knees
It’s when you kneel; makes me grin
The erotica of you and me
With buzzes and scream.

Come to me, with no return seen
The one way trip
Single selves, you and me
Mingling love and mystery.

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