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My Secret Siren
Something is coming over me, and I see a darkness above--
It seems to be slowly descending, rescinding my remaining light--
Its falling is like a rain enthralling me, soaking my soul
And all of my very being... I am seeing the blackness running
Like a dark-haired Siren stroking my hair--
I cannot but listen to her calmly whisper,
And sweet are the words she so darkly speaks--
My words I would write, they falter,
Then in my ear I hear those things, outwardly unspoken
But told only to me... it is she who now holds me
As the darkness enfolds me, and I can only call her
To reveal her mysteries to me...
And only to me--
It seems to be slowly descending, rescinding my remaining light--
Its falling is like a rain enthralling me, soaking my soul
And all of my very being... I am seeing the blackness running
Like a dark-haired Siren stroking my hair--
I cannot but listen to her calmly whisper,
And sweet are the words she so darkly speaks--
My words I would write, they falter,
Then in my ear I hear those things, outwardly unspoken
But told only to me... it is she who now holds me
As the darkness enfolds me, and I can only call her
To reveal her mysteries to me...
And only to me--
Published 11th Mar 2012
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11th Mar 2012 3:18am
NIce.. Hello there .. Thank you for the read and comment I appreciate it.. bring the darkness you so desire to read .. i got it for you . but can you handle it.. welcome.
