You took my hands
Though they were cold,
Redeemed my body
Young for old.
Returned my silver
Hair to gold
And said it was a dream.
You stole the shadow
From my eyes,
Replaced the dark
With starry skies.
Then softly laughed
At my surprise
And said, “ Inhale the theme”.
You kissed a smile
From every frown,
Our bodies danced
In eider down.
We fell so deep
As if to drown
In passions racing stream.
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