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Lord of the Night
By; Storm Stone
Lord of the night you call to me,
through the moonless sky I cannot see;
Casting your dark spell upon my soul,
Willingly, thoughtlessly I am yours whole.
You take my hand and lead me on,
To the misted graveyard, to your world beyond;
I do not fight I do not falter,
As we lay upon your marble altar.
With but one finger you undress me naked,
For I am yours, your most sacred;
With gentle ease you part my thighs,
I feel consumed with passionate cries;
You climb on top and enter in,
Where no man has ever been.
Our bodies thrusting together as one,
With erotic climax you plant our immortal son;
I do not fight I do not falter,
As we lay upon your marble altar;
your one last kiss, my blood is flowing,
Within my womb our child is growing;
We lay embraced through out the night,
Never again to know the light.
I do not fight I do not falter;
As we lay upon your marble altar.
Copyright © Storm Stone, 2005.
All rights reserved under International, and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. Without the imposition of any limitations whatsoever upon the rights set forth under the copyright reserved above; no part of this poem entitled “Lord of the Night” may be reproduced, stored within, entered into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means, (e.g., electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, fiber-optic, or otherwise), in whole, or in part, or utilized in any manner whatsoever, without the prior written permission of the copyright owner/author; Storm Stone, except within the case of brief quotations embodied within critical articles, analytical critiques, and reviews.
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