Dark lips and misty eyes
One glance and I replied
Your gaze would my defeat decide
One kiss from you is the reaper's scythe
Black silk and fireflies
Night-song dervish at my side
Together we're a fire-tide
One tango with the sleeping bride
An attraction free and fatal burns
Tear from stained-glass eye as fire turns
To dance with fate is a dying art
But whoever thought I'd break her heart
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