Your voice,
    
my prism.
Opened me up;
exposed to raw.
Your words are the lyrics
to a song that I, too, sing.
         
Did you ever hear that
          a bird, under the right circumstance,
          Can sing until it dies?

Me either.
But I can.

Your soul
is my enchantment.
To the other, we each are spellbound.
Or cursed.
??????????

(Destiny--
                                     --Fate)


All our skies are growing wider--
      
let's fly!!
And tell me...
When has a sound been heard
In your soul?
A soft, strange sound.
That of a young woman whispering your name....
Calling for you at night.
Did you hear her?
Will you answer? the bonds of
         
spirit
          soul
          lust
          love?


We waltzed together in the masquerade but

the dance is over and

this mask itches.
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