Somewhere in the darkness of night
In the shadows of a swan moon
Pale strangers will arabesque
While cellos bow a mutant violin
With sounds of the Victrola
As lust looms a waxen quilt
Securing love as dawn breaks
In shade of a candle wake
Consummating wedlock
And conjugating flesh
Until the mist rises
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