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Q gentile wind billows through my hair
with the smell of the towering pines
that glows above from the sky so high
through the trees the light doth shine
a howling in the distance cries my name
and i turn to follow the call
flying through the air on a moonlight beam
with a swiftness to shame all
my tainted fingers reach out for the shadow
that haunts the ground below
i fall in your arms in a shimmering light
and bathe you in my fluorescent glow.
the glimmer of teeth and metallic taste
your raking claws against pale skin
fill my mind with the thought of you
the rumble of your voice draws me in.
the lust for blood, desire and love
quenched by our becoming one
two screams in the night, the moon bursts to flame
shining brighter than the sun
silence once more, Luna glows once again
two creatures embrace, nothing said
those far off gaze up and wonder
why the moon glows crimson red
- by Sang Noir de la Vigne |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/08/2010 |
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