Nocturnally Yours
For you my love the time is near
to grasp eternity.
I shall suckle on your mortal coil
and draw the last of your humanity.
We shall pierce the night sky evermore
and clinch in this bed of stars.
Whom can prove and whom can deny
that darkness cannot bring forth love.
God has turned his eyes for now
his lambs are ours for the slaughter.
Copyright © Stephen Clarke | Year Posted 2010
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