Darkness-.o8.03.26
Long have I dwelt
Then came you
Green eyes flashing green eyes like sparklers wild wild hair shining
Underground
The bright light
Hurts my eyes
Accustomed to
Darkness and shadows
the cool darkness so comforting
The denizens this place welcoming and loving
My kind
Without dark how would you know light
Why must we be born screaming
Only to die silently
She
The once
and
Future
Lover
Mons Venus tattoo of a butterfly
Cool
Be cool,
get cool
Street blessing
Be cool
My Little sacrifice
To
Pan
To
Aphrodite
Moans growls
Our sacred prayer
To
Insatiable nights
To desire
To
lust
Vulnerability and titanium
Transubstantiation
Cool: Neither warm nor very col not excited; calm; composed; under control.
3. you know it when you see it
cool
