Creeping through shadows slowly,
Whispering passion of the unholy...
Exposed, alabaster skin
Blatantly inviting sin.
Lay hands on me, darkness.
I crave only your kiss.
Unfolding only to your touch
That brands, and burns such.
How could they turn you away?
They don't understand why I stay.
Because the righteous is blinding!
And humility is binding...
With the darkness you can free.
With your poison I can be me...
Offspring of the devil
They should not meddle..
Twisted love?
I've killed the dove.
I've crossed to the other side
To join your dark pride.
Indulged my fantasies and maybes...
You've saved me.
Fighting through...
Falling for you...
You; the dark man, the evil, the enemy
Who inhabits the hell-ground, shadows, Gethsemane.
I have given myself to you, forever.
Bound to the black, to be parted never.
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Chasing the Midnight Cloud (Currently Editing)
PoetryLove and fantasy, vampires, ghosts, monsters and ghouls... Poetry of the night. If you can leave a comment I would be much obliged.