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Down darkened door-less corridors

Your promise draws me deep

Turn blind to tempting trickery

On silken thread I glide

Beyond the crypt-bed cavernous

A no-man’s land to find

To see, to feel ethereal

To live within your dream

A pleasure-dome, one hid from all

But clear behind your eye

Where soft souls kiss, embrace in joy

Elliptical, as one

Shutters silent lost pathways seal

Your promise draws me deep

Woven words weave their web

Into your arms I fall.