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BLUE SUN ROOM FILK
And now the beast is revealed... this is also all i have writen so far so it'll be a bit before the next poem in this series
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The Mists closes in
Dancers surround
Music never heard before plays
Confussion sets in
As you pass between dancers
Male and female
As sweeter wines and foods are sampled
Don't know where it all is coming from
Or where you are
Where this party came from
How this place can be
And how you can stay
To always feel this way
This love
This freedom
Let the dancers take you away
To sweep you into dance
Until you lay on the ground
With two mysterious ones beside you
You catch your breath
Warm and cold air fills you
As a hand gently touches your neck
Mouth
Brow
Undos the lacing of your top
And then the owner moves in to claim your mouth
And then it all seems to stop
As a new-comer joins
The mysterious ones run to their side
The return to their party
And your love comes to your side
To save you from the mist
The haze of wine, mist and music cloud your mind
You lean in to have that promised kiss
Hands moving inside the hiding hood
Feeling soft curls between curls
Bringing a gasp of surprise from both
As you step back
And finally see your love
In all her glory
And all her fear
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