drifting upon a garden of secrets
of tears and passion
of fear and loathing in a brave new world
I felt the shadows fall across her eyes
the black lace of a naked summer
I , her prince and staret
our bed surrounded in flames
the candle ~ Anastasia
yearning for the moon
we never slept
like these memories
under the crush of love
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