Count de nocte

As darkness descends

Count de nocte
Eloquentia sanguinans, the predator,
Whom haunts my life with gentle kissess.
Her velvet caress is like the night
That covers daylight. She conceals my soul,
Certainly as delicately with vast delight.
Still my heart cries,
Sorrow has yet banished my mind
It confininf me inside cause I'm still alive...but...
As darkness descends...
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