dance with me, my golden ghost
leave trails of stardust on my skin
for night is a resentful host
but not so brazen as her twin
you seem to me a fleeting flame
a moonbeam trapped in sun-red skies
like everything would stay the same
if only i could shield my eyes
so breathe your light into my pores
and shine in every piece of me
for what is mine is also yours
and what you are, so i will be
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