Out of the dark, to me it sounded like you, I was certain
Could of been dreaming, could of been schiz, could have been a set up, could of been you
Could be I hear and see you everywhere, obsessions too small a world
A love one feels in the depths of their innermost soul, that moves their spirit
To comprehend bodies that move
Appearing, in bardo’s
Orbit, light in the pitch black dark, I love
You,
In your voice, to hear you, but not see you, my hands are already tied
Religare!
to the heart, what shape will affinity, drawing closer, morph into?
I dont know this changing bardo state, or one’s to do
Text me your answer, domme morrigan,
say you love me, too, you hold in your hands,
this Heart
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