In the shadows of a moonlit night,
The melody weaves its enchanting might.
Tourner dans le vide, a song so divine,
A symphony that makes the heart entwine.
As the notes cascade, a royal decree,
Whispers of love, a dark fantasy.
In the tapestry of tales, romance unfolds,
A sovereign spirit, in mysteries untold.
Through the corridors of time, it echoes,
A ballad of passion, where darkness bestows.
I, a monarch in this nocturnal domain,
Cloaked in regal attire, love's sweet refrain.
The rhythm, a dance of silken grace,
In the court of shadows, a royal embrace.
Each note a decree, a crown on my soul,
A sovereign presence, a love to extol.
In the echoes of Tourner dans le vide,
I become a character in stories, so vivid.
A sovereign of hearts, entwined in the night,
A regal figure in the dimming twilight.
The verses narrate a tale of amour,
Of crowns and thorns, of passion's power.
A sovereign heartbeat, beats in time,
A ruler of emotions, a love so sublime.
The music swirls, a waltz of desire,
In the realm of darkness, passion sets fire.
Tourner dans le vide, a royal decree,
A ballad that crowns my heart, wild and free.
In the ballrooms of dreams, I take the lead,
Dancing through chapters of a love indeed.
A monarch in shadows, a figurehead,
Tourner dans le vide, where romances are bred.
So, in the embrace of this melodic ride,
I am royalty in those dark romance strides.
A sovereign soul, crowned by the song,
Tourner dans le vide, where I belong.
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Poems From The Heart
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