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Apr 2012
Playing in the dark,
a dance with shadows.
All of the sounds lurk
from objects no one knows.
Closing both your eyes,
dreams long overdue.
Eyes shut, the mind spies
a world of virtue.
The emotions held
secret from the light,
no longer compelled
to be kept from sight.
The darkness ensures
no tension strikes.
Relaxing pleasures
of unconscious spikes.
A night that can mark
the fantasy shows.
Playing in the dark,
a dance with shadows.
Written by
Koen Litt
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