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Silken whispers on the air, drawn to flicker, drawn to flare,
Your ember eyes, they pull me in, a moth entranced by fire’s grin.
You hum low prayers into the night, scent of cedar, smoke, and spice,
The way you move, slow as the tide… tell me, shaman, "where do you hide?".
Come lay me down in candlelight,
Wrap me in the hush of night…
Pull my wings and taste my sin,
Drink the dark where I begin…
Chrysalis kiss, (chrysalis kiss…)
A woman stands in an enchanting forest, adorned with large, translucent butterfly wings. Her ethereal gown flows around her, blending seamlessly with the serene, natural surroundings.