I stare out at you with my silent screams
your sway telling tales that gods can reckon.
I see you in the light of the thickest night.
Your spirit calls and your voice beckons.
When you find me in the darkness of the day
you'll drain my body of it's red acid.
I'll scream the agonising pleasure of pain
and try to wake from my dreams lucid.
I'll look around us two in the bright midnight
ever seeing the light of the dark moon's phase.
I'll stare and wonder if I'm just ecstatic
as I look into my gaze.















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