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Poetry

Dark Dreams

Dark Dreams

Heavy hung the moon must be,

With dreams and whispers in hidden seas.

Darkness deep does fade beneath

The secret heart of love’s black beat.

 

Deep within does hunger speak

Blood red, stars melt and passions weep.

In nightly death our hearts do meet,

A forbidden union where dark dreams sweet.

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Lyssa is a Mad Scientist by day (well, evening shift) and extreme crafter and designer, the rest of the time. Her main passion is reading, journaling and card making/paper crafts. She also dallies in jewelry design and needlecrafts, and the chemistry and fun of cold-processed soaps and custom bath and spa products. She doesn't sit still very well, and loves to bring new projects to life.

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