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She drifts through the long narrow hallways, she appears from shadowed spaces, she speaks in whispers, she haunts the house that is my soul...



She does not have a name..she is a force, a power, she is heart, soul, mind and body. She is one and all things. She is the air I breathe, blood in my veins, stain on my fangs, the beat of my heart, my reflection. She is the beginning and end of me, her power, her passion, she is everything, yet she evades me still

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Grayangel
17:37 Jan 19 2011

The other half of the being longs to be whole...

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Her passion leaves fingerprints on my soul,

her power, her sensuality feeds me,

I long to see my reflection in her eyes,

exist in her soul,

to be as one,

alive....together within our Darkness

She sleeps, face down,

her bare back silhouetted in the dim light,

her raven hair tousled about,

just sitting here watching the canvas I just painted

She rest in deep slumber while I blow smoke rings in the dark

If U want to know me

close your eyes, feel me,

reach within, unlock

doors to your darkest

passions, pass through

norm, enter the realms of

sensual darkness, thats

where I wait for you

The end of a dream is all you remember, not how you got there not how it started, the message lies in the last moments, within the darkness