It is a night of darkness, a song of dark desire,
wolves vent their loneliness. The immortal one
Wisps of death shrouds her pale form,
an eternal wanting.
Her raven hair cascades over
translucent ivory shoulders, and her
full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the
blood streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
Now a night of new life,
Hey Friends I am travelling to Los Angeles this week to visit all my friends. I am so excited! LA was my home for 30 years and I have been away for 4 years. I just can’t believe that it has been that long. My birthday is Wednesday, and I am just overjoyed. Keep me in your thoughts as it is Mercury Retrograde. Oh I have a very funny MR shower story…some other time. Haha
Around, all around, the angels gather.
My dread grows as the stroke of death falls against my naked soul.
It wounds me, and darkly my
to the swirling dust.
In my madness I cry out, Why?
While nothingness surrounds me.
Now alone, my soul falls upon darkened eyes.