The clock continues to count our time apart.
Darkness was our greatest blessing
Wanting you was my greatest curse
In darkness love was made
Hours past
Love intense
Though only for a moment
We connected
Touched heaven
The bed board sang
Yet pleasure came to an end
Was it really love
Was it desire
All that was shared is now only a memory
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