Eternal
It is a night of sorrow, a song of darkness.
Wolves vent their cry,
The Beautiful one stirs.
Night shrouds her pale form,
An everlasting agony.
Her shoulders and her full scarlet lips part slightly,
To taste the soul streaming from the pale flesh beneath her.
Now a night of ecstasy…I weep.
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haha i got posted the first comment. lol