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Hush… do you feel it?
The hush before the storm
Your breath— (breath)
A spark against my skin,
I shiver just to stay warm.
Your hands
They weave the night in sigils
Your voice
A spell I ache to hear
I see you through the candle’s flicker
And I’m drawn... so drawn near
Like a moth to the flame, I surrender my wings
Burn me, break me, unmake me, my king
Whisper my name, let it melt on your tongue
Darkness is calling—your light is the sun
I crave it. crave it
I taste it... taste it
I’ll never escape it... escape it
"Get lost in the night with me…"
A mystical figure stands in a forest, adorned with intricate butterfly wings featuring eye-like patterns. She wears a dark, elegant outfit, surrounded by lush greenery that enhances the enchanting atmosphere.