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The day was lux,. Illuminated in neon waves of. Neon people animated in. Glowing lives, multi-coloured flux. Of ethnicity coloured by. Strips of city streets bathed in. History, switched on like a.
I do love the moon. But the night falls too soon. Yes I love its silver beams on the sand dune. But painful memories start hunting my cocoon. When the night falls, the house goes quiet.
Shimmering twilight hours, Shift through phases of the moons Cold air breathing in the lungs. Her face. A gaze at you.
All alone, Silence thick. Cold as ice, Just as slick. Ticking, tocking, The only sound. It's the clock with the arrows Going round and round. Moon comes up, Sun goes down.
Leviathan Knight That's me, fighting every minute of every hour of dusk til dawn, I am serious in living magnificently, In the darkness, significantly Finding life in each long, hard, stretched...
Bright eyes in the night, A shining beacon ever so bright, Guiding me through the night. Tantalizing my every thought, So my words are nearly gone. Who's eyes could they be.
#nightdwellers Watching the moon control the ocean, it soothes my soul like a magic potion.
#Colourchallenge #Midnightblue #nightdwellers I can't rest tonight I'm not sure quite why Maybe I'm cold Or lonely Or stressed And just can't unwind I'm thinking of you And I miss your touch Your...
As I lie here, propped against the wall, My eyes gaze out across the sky, I drink in every drop of darkness, Drain the apple of my nigh.
The night is bleak and lonely, And the stars aren't out to play, Some dark creature has been called upon, To tuck the moon away.
#halloweenparty. #acorns. Breathe deep a gathering gloom. Sunlight's leaving every room. Bleeding through the nooks and cracks. To be replaced by inky blacks. The purple dusk has gone to ground.
-attempting a song in 3/4 for once instead of 4/4....
Slowly creeping. On the horizon. Following the sun. Turning light. Into darkness. A new time. A new world unseen. Deadly creatures come. Glowing flowers bloom. I'm the dead of night.
I could kiss the sharp night air, Make breathless love to the, Goddess Nocturnal, I've fallen for her umbra, I'd gladly sell my soul to her, If I could live on as a star, Shining, a beacon, after...
My tears have dried, But I still cried, Sobbed, wailed wept. The drops are falling, I'm openly bawling, Away the night crept. A melancholy splash, As you do something rash, My attempts inept.
Angel-soft; a tone bright and pure as a prayer Floats iridescent and glittering Across nights blindness, With dark clouds; it's dulled stars; Raindrops falling (not like pearly joy, but tears).
There's a quality in the air Which speaks of darkness.
#nightdwellers Slowly, ever so, dark as gem, The night falls down upon my face, Its onyx bittersweet sharp liquid, Gushes down my throat, like lace.
An abandoned forest, so quiet and still,. The birds that live there, calling so shrill,. A secret oasis, hidden from sight,. In the darker times, put out the light,.
#nightdwellers. Midnight poison,. Dark embrace,. Moonlight shines,. Upon earth's face,. Insomniac,. Erratic mind,. The heart and soul,. Are intertwined,. A half of coffee,. Half of night,.
#augustwriteaday #household Breathe deep a gathering gloom Sunlight's leaving every room Bleeding thru the nooks and cracks To be replaced by inky blacks The purple dusk has gone to ground For Night...
Crossed legs,. Cold cup,. Soft sheets,. Deep cut,. Blue eyes,. Pale skin,. Dark lies,. Wearing thin,. Late nights,. Crushed ice,. Blue lights,. Play nice,. Soft touch,. Strong hit,. Very much,.
#nightdwellers. Welcoming the darkness,. Drinking in its stay,. Ethereal, in all its lust,. To hold the coming day,. Welcoming the darkness,. Cold and chilling tears,.
The night is a disease, It's inky black fingers caging everything in sight, Immersing the world in it's murky depths.