DuskA Poem by Bo LanierOh and as the sun begins to set I come alive The moon comes curling around the mountains Like a blue lamp in a dusty pink sky... I step into the velvet of the night that I love In my red velvet cape and black gloves, still carrying A torch for some distant past ancient love and As the wind carries my spirit high through the dark Clouds above I am in a state of euphoria just Thinking about the taste of your in toxic blood... When the sun goes down it's my time to rise, my Time to fly, as the moon comes up and the day Turns to DUSK the magic comes alive... Thirsty and dry, time to rise, time to fly and the First one to catch my eye in the DUSK will die Well that's just the way of the vampire as the sun Goes down and the moon comes up... Out of the shadows of dusk! © 2016 Bo Lanier |
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Added on June 19, 2016 Last Updated on June 19, 2016 |

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