Thursday, February 28, 2013

The Night

The Night
Night arises ,the specter of days remains
To rule in its kingdom of darkness
Proud and regal so chilling in veins
Assured of his reign and righteous
In a lovers caress deep chill it retains
A taste so sweet and flawless
These feelings of unease as light does wane
There are those who claim the night is blameless
But what better time for a madness unchained