He calls out to me
A silent cry through the wind
He is my siren
In night's sky he falls
A downpour of wings and dreams
The breeze catches him
Like a black lace glove
Laid out as a web to catch
The ones who may fall
But still he persists
In singing the haunting song
That has caught my mind
Arias of charm
Lovingly styled to allure
Even the ones who
Hide their bewitchment
His beauty is my whirlwind
And he remains mine













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