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Smooth, soft, gentle. I seek to hold you, and it seems like a plan. Dance in my darkness, as I sway in your light. Together we form a secret shadow, hidden yet crystal clear. Valuable treasures pass between us, promises made and secrets learned. But out mishievious advances are shyly learned. Your grasping back now, my smile deepends and there's a forbidden look in my eyes. Our moments float by in that dream so frail, yet I fear dark undertones replace what was so simple. Then, the shallow end resurfaces. Should I let it all go? Please my dear... breath a little deeper, let me feel just a little more. No? Then lets give in, it's all for you, hope your pleased. You hide behind soothing ploys, well meaning of course, just not ready. As for me, my old friends join the circle and they drive the hurt deeper. And I recoil as this new story poisions what I had believed, because I already made my jump. ...And as I float along, I look back to you my dear. Now I realize something key, that I don't think you do. Your not alone in your fear, just in wanting to be alone. But deep down we both know our fate. And one day the shadow we had formed will return. Or so now do I wish.