Tatjana

Autumn came along
Its brittle breeze
Took your crystal wings
Drifting here

Forest clearing
Bereft of fears
Pallid demon
Upon his knees

The sound of dandelions
Blown by your sweet breath
Calms this beast
Sings him songs of love

Just when he thinks
He lost his mind
He sees you
From the corner of his eye

Now he never leaves your side
His queen of the brighter minds
He keeps you
All he can give you
Just a token
A corner of his mind

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