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 October 22, 2016 Last Updated on October 22, 2016 |

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