The Stalker

The Stalkers

Under the celestial awning
There are degrees of darkness 
Stygian and silky night - blue 
Secret light seeps out of hurts
Soon absorbed by night`s hue 
By the quay lovers watch light
Commit suicide in dark waters
Only the sleepless see this and 
Night prowlers with knives 
 Killing someone with passion 
And bath in blood at midnight
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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