The queen of the shades
lurks in the shadows
lost in her mind and her moods
her yearning torments her
The music is soaring
She stands in her corner and broods
her thoughts are a maze
of one-way turns
She wallows in one and she sighs
she can't understand
the call of the wild
A howling that creeps from her thighs
She enters the circle
and sways to the center
but nobody knows she is there
she picks at her nails
she carefully painted
And runs her hand through her hair
then as if by some magic
her hand is rerouted
he takes her hand by surprise
they move to the music
delaying the darkness
that covers her heart and her eyes
just for a moment
she's caressed by enjoyment
her happiness comes and it fades
she won't let them see
the queen with a smile
she rules the land of the shades
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