Some souls walk through the darkness, searching for their true love.
Some don't even fine them.
So they walk in the darkness for eternity, just lost inside themselves.
Her snowy white skin that feels like silk and shines like glitter in the moon's light;
Her blood red lips that brings kisses of death on the dark moon;
Her long hair that matches her juicy lips forms the shape of her body;
Her scent is like wild flowers that blow in the wind;
She weaves her magic in the night's darkness and takes the shape of the white owl;
She takes flight to see all her children safe and sound asleep, until the morning light.
My heart bleeds for him with lust, desire, and love all at once.
I feel him all around me in the dark night and know that he is near.
I see his shadow in the corner of my eye, coming up from behind me. When I look to see, no one is there.
Then I feel my energy is draining out. He makes me weak, leaving me wanting more.
I am his slave and he is my master.
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