The soul has much to say
Midnight son...(from the Recycled Collection)
His blood
Ancestral
thickness
Cherokee
Old South
Ferocious blend
A king
without
a queen
Still...a sense
of destiny
Immense
hunger
Infinite
desire
Nocturnal roaming
Aching fury
He craves
ancient tenderness
Sweet charity
Night flower
So beautiful
she brings
life itself
to tears
Iconic spectre
Solace in
shadows
Calm within
the storm
Heart be still
Love eternal
perfumes
the air
Wayward soul
chasing heaven
Illicit savor
Fanged rebel
Seeking her
soulful reflection
Midnight son
(Written October 9, 2010)
My Darkest Days - The World Belongs To Me
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Midnight son...(from the Recycled Collection)
Midnight son...(from the Recycled Collection)
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