In shadows deep your whispers call,
A haunting dance and I’m bound to fall.
A fragile thread this sweet desire,
In every glance it fuels the fire.
A restless heart forever drawn,
In sleepless nights you linger on.
Obsession’s grip both dark and bright,
I chase your face lost in the night.
16.03.26.
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Obsession
© Copyright: Белоус Марина Сергеевна, 2026
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