You came to me cloaked in a dream where I slept on, alone and lost in time. An incubus on eagle's wings with a tempest soul to quell the storm in mine. And so time moved, as I was moved - A windswept heart left trembling in my hand. Transformed forever in that moment when dreaming stopped, and waking life began. |
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