Nights Last Kiss

November 20, 2008
By angelinagirl SILVER, Silverton, Oregon
angelinagirl SILVER, Silverton, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
He not busy being born
is busy dying.
- Bob Dylan


Whatever one loves, is


I'm a paranoic, baby, so I hope you don't make the mistake of laboring under false impression that you are talking to a sane person.
- Tennessee Williams

Dark waters in my eyes do flow
Translucent and drifting like a winters snow
Oh frozen mysteries this ebony ocean does hold
Just let me reach the bottom, escape this burning cold
How wondrous my lake of sparkling black tears
How frightening it is, to drown in my death of fears
I dance in this bright darkness
Weeping tears of sweet bliss
Hiding away from the moving shadows
I wait for nights last kiss
I embrace it's icy cold touch tasting my lips
So delicious and pleasurable, my heart flows with fire
With chilled fingers I grasp the fading night
Cherishing my souls final desire

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