Covered

Light a fire in my soul and breath to me on cold winter nights
Velvet cloak embedded with numerous diamond studs
Looking up, caressing the night sky with your sanctity

Say my name softly with your voice
And by doing so, unraveling the stitching of my soul
Crystal lakes emerge, gliding down and cleansing my tangled and defiant self

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