In my dreams, hybrid red caviar of dark
Glistening like the emeralds of your eyes
As my tongue taste a vague patina of salt
From the depth of your soul
The night is my oyster, lurid roe
In my dreams sewn from a twilight's dish
Hybrid red caviar of dark.
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