Posted in Romantic Poetry

Dark Love

Under the speechless moonlight

I spotted thee in the woods.

Never knew that passion existed

deep inside thy weird moods.

On a Friday night we came close

but something made you shove.

Even thee failed to halt our union

irrevocably going for dark love.


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Words are my companions AND Wisdom is my soulmate

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