Do you like the dark twisty road that led me back to you?
Did you shiver with anticipation?
Hung onto my words as your read them?

I can almost see your eyes.
Soulful, dark and full of hunger.
Your lips slightly apart
Ready to devour
But you don’t.

The wind conjures up beneath you.
Raven hair dancing around your glorious beauty.
The pale moon kisses your skin
And you enjoyed it.

All the madness.
All the anguish.
You drink them all in.
And we are captured in rapture.
Stunned to a puddle.
Drawn like moths to a flame
Catching on fire…

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