standing on the edge of love

in a dreamer's world,
standing on the edge of love,
you're lured to immerse
complementary,
longing's voice etched in whispers,
hallucinates you
there's no censorship, —
mercy of the night
dissolves wrong feelings
so softer than soft
night's voicelessness surrounds me,
wants to hear my dreams
romantically,
we're like a dancing machine,
watchers count our steps…
[j'ai fait le mille pas…]

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