The day is my enemy
The night my slave
Wrap me tightly in dark circles
Hold me down in moonlit chains
Embracing chilled airs surrounding ensnaring slither slice my bodice as I writhe ecstatic ecstasy. Limp nips harden I suck in puffs of black misty wisps; rub my dimpling skin carress frozen limbs loverly. Awaken to night alive at night freer here and clear in mind’s eye. Clear clarity I am sentient slayer nightstalker wringing steely chains cling to the dark, kiss dark, fuck the night.
I walk, move languid, lingering luscious midnight ambles. Sleek in shadow cross weave and slide. Hunt for feeling, thirst for deadly dark fun frolic, focus whole being on sunless rhythms speaking talons and tongues in heightened senses earfuls. Run in night hard fast reckless. Hard fast freedom I belong forever in twilight enveloped in my twisted desires I stop resisting. Chained to pleasure the hedonist rushes headlong fast and exhales satisfied, full but not replete. More night, more danger, crave more sunless sights.
Darkness there. Nothing more.