Alone I danced, my love,
beyond the shadows
collecting drops of eventide,
of stars, and moon
tears from the eyes of night.
Alone I danced, my love,
beyond my dreams
which disappear in a glance
by chance, enhance
the thrills of a new romance.
Alone I danced, my love,
beyond the veils
concealing my ardent scars,
the very wound ajar,
which adorns my sacred pain.
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Tears from the eyes of night! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.