soul flooded
with shadow and flame,
i sink
deep,
into the silver void.
lost
to a world
more wicked than my own.
oh,
how i longed
for her ephemeral kiss,
for
even in that longing
i did find bliss.
then, as
this moment
slips
into a specter of doubt,
this sinner prays
to be scorched once again,
by her cold
midnight stare.
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