Walking the night wearing gloves trailing a veil of seductive lace with an ebony's song of twilight As frost lay light as a feather missing the touch of softness strange as it may seem Yet your breath seduces me as a shadow falls on the dusk with the scarlet of rising romance Lusting in my veins for love so true things that will haunt me forever walking the night wearing gloves Shadowed
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