Come then to me
Lady of the night
Creature of darkness
Who hides from the light
Come then
Come
Come then to me
With perversion and lust
Kiss me with lips
Dryer than dust
Come then
Come
Come then to me
With fingers of ice
Hands of fire
Grip me in your vice
Come then
Come
Come to me then
If my death is your goal
Come to me
And take my soul
Come then
Come
Come to me then
But walk careful when near
For I wait here for you
Without any fear
Come then
Come
Come then to me
And be willing to see
Let me give you
The darkness in me
Come then
Come
Come then to me
For one final time
For when this night is over
You will be mine
Come then
Come
Come
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A CLOSE ENCOUNTER
Stars twinkled brightly in a moonless sky, reflecting in the calm waters of Lake George in the Adirondack mountains of upstate New York. It was a warm August night, as we laid back in the boat, marveling at the magnificent Milky Way. Dark skies made the stars more brilliant at this time of year, especially during a new moon, causing wonder and enchantment. We never tired of stargazing while floating on water, a truly immersive experience.
By Jon H. Davis7 days ago in Fiction
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