Hell had beaten its wings against the wind in a swirling cold cloud of midnight sun as I invoked you;
My dark lover; creature of the night sky;
and I was in your dreams tonight
As I fought the good fight in your dreams;
Entangled by your mind’s embrace;
Through your imagination;
In your thoughts
Hauntingly waiting for me to embrace you.
As you awake in a hot sweat of salty dreams; daydreams;
Thoughts of sweet white skin and cherry lips with tantalizing unearthly eyes
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