Inky nights
I've danced on Mt Siani
under the ink black night
cursing the dawn,
and fearing being alone
for I am not the true
Sunlight
Just an illusion
A spirit in flight
Romancing my passion
And dancing with pen
for all I have are memories
Of the last dance
In the inky night
Dancing in my mind
Of Mt Siani
And you
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