Angels

Angels.
As I walk under you I beg of you to cast upon me the fallen kiss of bitter sweet poison.
For this kiss brings with it the desire to submit to moonlight hiding in shadows outcast from mortality.
I crave the thrill of the hunt and the romance burning and fuelling my desire to seduce any I choose with eternal beauty and influence.
Oh goddess of night I beg of you offering my soul to your cause to give up the sun and be reborn a child of night.

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