I used to touch your silver skin.
You are my secret and my string.
You are the voice at night.
You are my reason, new divide.
You are so bright.
Your words like waves into my vein.
You shrilled me by your iron eyes.
You're what I want, show me yourself again.
Please, hold me hard, my paradise.
For Alex
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