Hot Summer’s Night

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Hot Summer’s Night
Form: Rondine

Call out my name on a hot summer's night,
I am the phantom who invades your dreams,
fleeting ice kisses to leave cooling streams.
feel the breeze caress beneath lunar light,
reach for the heights of my ceaseless delights,
tender moments before your passion screams,
call out my name.
Bitten by love your heart is in my sight,
bitter pain echoes in your heated dreams
as talons pierce who cares to hear your screams,
and I, queen of the night take my flight,
call out my name


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