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Thou art the full moon in the midnight black sky that shines and pierces the dark chasms of my sorrow with brilliance and bliss

Thy touch is like being caressed by down feathers falling gently from the wings of a phoenix

Thy kiss lingers upon my lips and is smooth and sweet like rich creamy hot chocolate on a cold winter night

Thy eyes glow with the infernos of hell and see the real me through my elaborate disguise

Thy voice, so soft and tender reaches the depths of my heart and soul slowly melting away the ice within

Thy embrace strong and secure yet tender reassures me that I am safe when thou art near

Thou have my fragile heart and soul within your gentle grasp, thou art my everything