twilight related.. xD

It is a night of ethereal pain, a song of dark desire,
Wolves vent pain,
The immortal one rises.
Darkness shrouds her pale form, an everlasting desire.
Her ebony hair cascades
over pale and delicate shoulders, and her full deeply deeply crimson lips part slightly, to taste the blood streaming from the pale flesh beneath her.
Now a night of ecstasy, I rise.

Reviews

[Last Lying Look]

I loved this!
I love all the thoughts this sends spiraling through my head.
Excellent work.

-Elissa :)