darkness falls
just about twilight
she ventures out in splendor of Night
Wrapped in soothing shadows of allure
Showing no fear
Possessing a beauty so rare
With jeweled eyes of onyxgreen
She tiptoes the channels of darkness
In sweet submissive tendencies
The midnight stars guide her
Down the path of no return
Entwining with wanton passion
She unfurls
she flys
She lets go
And freedom is her mantle
And she wears the Night like a cloak
of mystery and bewitching enigmation
And you can count the stars of promise
in her pretty onyxjade eyes
With masses of raven hair
tempting the denizens of darkness
When darkness falls
she spirals into spirited submission
and faithful devotion
to that which
guides her very being!

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