16 January 2013
From behind the cloud and out of sight, the opaque moon is betrayed by its iridescent light.
Shadows dance amongst the deserted streets, playing a game they hide whilst a nightdweller seeks.
It's an enchanting time that lifts and inspires, she is given life whilst the world retires.
Feeding a habit her drug is the darkness, a comforting blanket that dispels all the days madness.
The days story tears through her senses, whilst the nights calm and stillness gently caresses.
It's an enchanting time that lifts and inspires, she is given life whilst the world retires.
The stars navigation plots the end of her journey, Tears fall from her eyes as the night ends too early.
Feeding A Habit. • Opuss № I