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What are you afraid of a friend I'll truly be I'll fly you on the wings of words set your spirits free offer you the master let you know his will hunt within the shadows visualize the kill there's no fear for you to know truly can't you see I am here to be your friend give you liberty No longer will you hunger for dreams you can't acquire your companion is Pandora lover of vampyre copyrighted |
Nosferatu His presence steals within a shadowed mist awakening yearnings thirsty needs taunting touches igniting fires inside the body on which he feeds softly choosing words of portrayal concerning a life shamefully free pure temptation singular desires not a fleeting want but a guarantee accepted acceptance stays evolution instills wild emotions eventful nights peaceful abandonment clothed in the darkness showing mocking defiance for those of light offering kisses traded gifts flowing through the vein sampling of the soul embrace freely a brotherhood seldom offered enter willingly melt among the fold copyrighted |
Night Traveler Last night I rode a river wild currents deep and green strangest outing of my life or was it just a dream I danced upon its mighty flow tumbled in the breeze it splashed down to my very soul made my troubles freeze it carried me along a path of mystery by tide torrents sang of endless peace along my thrilling ride he came across the water drifting wild and free then atop this sweeping carpet he embraced me tenderly a kiss was placed within my next and in my dreamlike state I felt my heart would burst in joy being chosen for his mate as morning lit I did arise heart racing in me still droplets sliding down my brow fantasy or real © Jayne Waggoner My Other Poetry Sites |
Refusal Arrival was by door or window confusion as to how stroke disturb my nightly slumber cold touch upon my brow ebony shade on wallpaper blue eyes alive with hungry glare ruby lips, teeth of white fingers long with hair unspoken words as silence reign yet understanding did emerge hands outstretched imploring my prayer repelled the urge melting away in misted shadows beyond the night cracked windowpane he whisperinng softly of dawning rays curse crosses protecting victims veins © Jayne Waggoner |