Shadowdancer's Song I

Hear my song, delicate to your ears,
Flowing like a gentle brook,
Soothing your wildest fears...,
Making you turn your head to look,


Watch my song, smooth in your eyes,
Twirling about in empty space,
More radiant than even the sunrise,
Tearing the gaze of maidens away from mirrors,


Feel my song, enrapturing to your soul,
Twining its way into your core,
Promising to make it whole,
As I lift my wings, beginning to soar...




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