Sanguine Erotica
/Come sweet slumbering darkness, enfold me in thy purple cloak.
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Softly the breeze did blow, upon that summers night.
Asleep in bed how could she know, bereft of second sight?
No given pause by symbols sacred, he stole across her floor
and in perfection found her naked, desired her, his whore.
No common wench that lay before him, for once let down his guard.
His face grew grim, nonetheless, stirred deep within his heart.
These feelings were, to him unknown, his heart too hard to trust.
Yet he let slip a defeated groan, overcome with love and lust.
He would take her for his own, evermore but for his fright.
He knew the awful aftermath, by a creature of the night.
By RayFed
From: United States
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