thy mournful lover

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  1. (bkz: macbeth)

    come to me, silent and dressed in black,
    in your eyes i can see all your obscure
    passion.
    brush my skin with your pale hands
    and kiss my neck with your cold lips.
    you'll appear when the moon shines
    high in the sky
    and i'll see your cerulean face
    brightened up by the candles flame.
    you'll whisper to me mysterious
    dark love words
    and in this long night our souls
    will be joined forever.
    and like in a winter night,
    darkness will spread
    around us and will take us away.
    let yourself be lulled by
    this cold wind of sorrow.
    i open my mouth
    to your divine scarlet nectar
    and my bloodied lips
    will look for yours
    in a morbid lust of
    ecstatic pleasure.
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