blue
lips
blue
lips
in
the incandescent
twilight
to
the
fires
of
the dusk
I
saw
you
before
me;
I
saw
you
as
in
a
mirror-pond
come
come
life
needs
the
colors
of
a
rainbow
and
it
needs
them
quickly
come
before
the night
be
deep
let us go before
the Altar of the Night
and fealty swear
to the Civilization of the Night
let us go
let us go
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