Your Dark Eyes a tunnel to the light
call to me and draw me deep within your soul.
Feel the soft surrender of our sorrow lift
as your hand slips into mine.
Darkness turns to white and the dance begins

Ancient travels of the night
We rest for a moment in this dance
In the clear white reflection of light
Our hearts remind us of who we are.
Filled once more
Release the embrace.

Ancient travels return the night
Each to our own world now
reflecting to the zombie souls
the wisdom of the light filled night.

~ Sheila Applegate

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