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you, with your scarlet eyes
and a smile like a knife to the throat
my love, you put the stars to shame
and I can only hope to bask in your glow
for however long you will allow me to
and if you ask me to go, I will go
I will go home to my tower, to my city
and I will spend the rest of my days
remembering your hands against my skin
and that smile against my neck
but if you ask me to stay I will stay
and I will damn the ever-burning sun
I will close the curtains and bar the doors
if you would only ask
all you ever had to do was ask