Eternal Infatuation

by Arup


It is a night of darkness, a song of dark desire,
wolves vent their pain. The eternal one
stirs.

Fog shrouds her walking form,
an eternal life.

Her black hair cascades over
pale shoulders, and her
full red lips part slightly, to taste the
soul streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of new life,
I remember her.

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