Monday, June 21, 2010


Calling of the Moon
by: Gigi Driggers




Walking through the mist of night
Looking not to be a fright
Seeking what I can not see
Knowing she is there for me
It is her voice that I always hear
Calling, calling in my ear

My dark mistress I seek your presence
I search for you in evanescence
I do not know how I have become
This creature others find loathsome
But when the moon is full and bright
I want your Aphrodite’s bite
My lust consumes me to the core
I know I have become your whore

How is it I find myself so cold
And yet I know my soul is bold
For who would go out seeking death
Looking for it’s ice cold breath
Just to be with your kindred spirit
Knowing you should really fear it
You will never be able to hide
Your destiny to become the bride
Of darkest souls to walk the earth
And give the night it’s evil birth
It is death coming all to soon
With the calling of the moon

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