I sit alone under the moonlight. In the embrace of mother night. As I sit in the snow, I realise my life is as cold as the snow I watch falling. I try to keep busy within the community, I cant help feeling I will never feel your embrace, As each day passes more and more I feel your lost to me, I wonder how you are, if your happy.I fear I will never know you , that I will walk alone in this life. I long for you my mate, I still hope one night we will meet under mother night, so she may guide our way.
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ShyVampire
08:24 Apr 11 2010
hopes that he does come visit you at night my lady... though do not wait too long... you still need to drink and tend to daily affairs as if nothing was missing from your life...
GawianoftheCrows
15:56 Apr 22 2010
cold lost and alone. now your speaking my languange