a child of darkness
born for the night
waiting for dusk
shunning the light
knowing her destiny
following her fate
preparing for forever
she doesn't have time to wait
denying her innocence
crying for the end
craving for passions unknown
calling to her friend
the time has come
i am ready
you know what to do
just hold me steady
no resisting
i've waited to long for this
now, before i die
give me one last kiss of bliss
to the heart of darkness i go
take me into your arms
erase all my fears i've known
and keep me from harm
NOW!...
I was definitely impressed with this. There was some very good alliteration scattered without the poem "crying, craving, calling," and so on that I thought was a nice touch. That really adds to the flow of the overall thing. Good job, of course.
Good evening Countess, Your just belt'em out. Once again, You just keep gettin better and better my little demon. It appears you have found some inspiration.
Absorbing the power
created by light
shining so brightly
under shadow of night...
In Darkness We Fall
M