Calling Temptation
the faint silhouette
danced slowly
by the moonlit window pane
a sea of mystery
darkness tangled with luster
both
silently calling my name
to get lost in the rivers
of the murkful soul
without abandon
no restraints
succumbing
opening the glistening flesh
allowing the fangs to bite
tasting until sated
aching until whole
illumination glaring
the heart pleading
the tear soul yearning
eyes to look away
walls back up
the mind to place all on
~ pause ~
when the depths of
temptation calls
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