Another eve has come to pass looming over me waiting hungry.
I lie awake wondering why night has not taken me into its slumber.
Night so devilish making its rounds amongst the
owls and the wolves that howl your song.
People lurking and basking in darkness wandering aimless.
Night so sensual ,so satisfying...
Caressing lovers making love taking in the darkness that teases there yearning.
There hunger for intimacy.
Night cradles the babes. I envy so...
Young babes fall deep like the cherubs in clouds.
Night you sweet gentleman or sly fox.
I sit and wait for my turn I lay and wonder.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Night...
Posted by Dee at 6:36 PM
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You seem more inspirational by the moon light, just like a Creature of the night. May I refer to Owl like, nights that keep your fingers tapping at those keys, instead of floating off to sleep. Even though, it keeps me looking for more. Just be true and not blue. :) Mom~
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