When Passion Becomes a Shadow, When Desire Dances in the Dark Corners

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In the silent whispers of the night,
Where shadows stretch and dreams ignite,
I find your name etched in my soul,
A longing that I can’t control.

Your presence haunts my every thought,
In tangled webs my heart is caught,
A fervent fire that never wanes,
In endless loops, my mind remains.

Each glance you cast, a burning flame,
Ignites this wild and reckless game,
Yet still, I chase your fleeting trace,
In hopes to find your warm embrace.

But love, when tangled in obsession’s snare,
Becomes a dance of unyielding despair,
Still, I hold on to this tender ache,
A love that time cannot forsake.

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