staring into the blackest pitch of night hoping the shadows will let a soul wonder.
awaiting the witching hour so I can feel the presence of your power and my eyes can feast on your beauty.
let our transition begin
from Sun to moon
from earth to wind
let us begin the ending
let the eternal begin.
lust and desire are entwined
pleasure and pain taste alike
uphoria of your touch takes hold
on the souls it plays tricks on
on the heart it cuts but I like it rough
black rose petals spell out our demise
once again I lost myself in your eyes
the divine could not rip you from my mind
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