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Now strikes the hour
when mischief grows
and I deliver a whisper
before night’s decaying shadow.

Come into my garden of darkness
where secrets bloom.
Lose your way in my essence,
crawl into the womb.

Let my petals caress you
revealing my true intent.
Passion travels through you
without consent.

Just under the full moon’s
delicate shine
I take over your free will
and make you mine.
Written by Verdonna
Author's Note
Breaking away from writing sadness and heartbroken poetry.
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