Night´s Daughter

Her Violet eyes

do burn his soul,

sealed with a tempting kiss...

Yet, in her arms

he forfeits all,

immersed in her ebon bliss...

They stood below

the palest of moons,

shrouded in gossamer light...

And he declares

his love will never end,

for this daughter of the night...

Her laughter echoes

in his ears,

For his love never being her goal...

but to wrench him

from the living,

and possess his immortal soul.

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