Black Satin Falls Down
Black satin falls down
And leaves a drape of white behind
His touch is as good as any
When the lights are off
Noise in the background tells me
That we’re not the only two here
Though it sure feels that way
His red eyes note the end
And looking into the mirror
I see that it’s okay to leave
I walk below, where he is not
It’s so different when you’re not here
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