Nyctophilia
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Night finds her waiting, clad in black,
Y earning for his soothing touch.
C loaked in darkness she frees her
T hreaded raven hair, letting it fall
O ver her bare alabaster shoulders.
P ausing by the window she stares at
H er reflection where the faint glimmer
I n her eyes betrays momentary sadness
L ingering alongside urges and desires.
I nhibitions fall prey to night’s allure
A s she strips off the flimsy veils of fantasy.
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A Stunner Contest
Hosted by Line Gauthier
Placed 2nd
© 18th January 2017
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2017
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