Playful night sings fairy tales of red stained rose
for soul to seek warmth to flesh out from boned fusion
as moment to sip breath of night`s kisses yet to gloss
for heart to weave fill of blue in vacuum suave.
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joy and fear alternate like tide and ebb on crest and trough... great picture
You weave words of magic through your creations as 'joy and fear alternate like tide and ebb on crest and trough'