Sleepslayer

A mother of the night

Alive in a fluid sea of black

Her heart stirs beyond her surface

If you catch glimpse between the cracks

Her beauty is unhindered

And her spirit, unparalleled

A fury stirs within her

Always leaving me compelled

Her edges are bluntly sharpened

But somewhere deep beyond her pain

There is a world of her emotion

Where fierce passion bares untamed

And though her lands remain guarded

I have ventured beyond despite

So I am blessed to know her

The mother of the night