Darkness beholds the missing heart
Hand of warmth finds way to its forbidden chamber
Gone now are the protections of mankind
Red blushes formed against the clear barren skin
Rhythm of the heart set for a marathon
Like an awaken river the body moves
The serpent arise that none can stop
Only to complete the race and the game then ends
But what use when dream are like of smoke
Here a second and gone the next
Some run for hours yet others only minutes
Endurance is known to be the truest test
What girls do like may not be what it seems
Only the darkness of heart does it kept silence
Not known to any man, woman or child
But to the serpent that lingers with desire.
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