As the Pharaohs exhale their last
As the goddess Athena respires in her sleep
As the mothers of the past breathe their children into the world
As the poets inscribe their last lexis
As you put your dreams into actuality
As the stars look down upon your soul
The wind of the fathers past bear their souls and it conducts my sails to directions to distant seas never been establish eyes upon
Your eyes reflect the moon upon the starry sky so well, soon I will fall into your spell and be forever abstracted
Your smile makes the world seem so unreal, my heart no longer feels for the things of the flesh
One touch and my senses are no longer existent
One day and you will come to me and say the words my dreams have called so many eras
‘What are you’ I shall ask as my eyes fill with the promises of tomorrow
You respond but only in the obscurity way, ever so softly you turn and I seize you are my Dracula
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