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Kiss
You kissed me and even our shadows became one, my heart began beating to the wings of birds distant, wild and immortal.
Falling From Grace
The flower that grows up my spine reminds me that falling from grace is at the center of being human.
____afterwards
And the wolf walks with you ____
“Let this Darkness Be a Bell Tower”
Excerpt From My Journal:
Shadow Solstice
"Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!" Bram Stoker 'Dracula'